I've been very lucky. There were times when I was afraid I would never sell another book, but I never doubted I'd write another book.

Why do our dreams become so much smaller when they finally come true?

Even the sky was grey. Grey and grey and greyer. The whole world grey, everywhere you look, everything grey except the eyes of the bride. The eyes of the bride were brown. Big and brown and full of fear.

Start trying to work out who deserves what, and before long you'll spend the rest of your days weeping for each and every person in the world.

There is a savage beast in every man, and when you hand that man a sword or spear and send him forth to war, the beast stirs.

Sweet smells are sometimes used to cover foul ones.

They'll kill for that knighthood, but don't ever think they'll die for it.