Why was she always so craven, so apologetic? He had always seen Ruth as separate, good and untainted. As a child, his parents had appeared to him as starkly black and white, the one bad and frightening, the other good and kind. Yet as he had grown older, he kept coming up hard in his mind against Ruth's willing blindness, to her constant apologia for his father, to the unshakeable allegiance to her false idol.

I am the freest author in the world.

If ever I expected to come face to face with an angry Christian fundamentalist, it wasn't in FAO Schwarz.

I just write what I wanted to write. I write what amuses me. It's totally for myself. I never in my wildest dreams expected this popularity.

Professor,” Harry gasped. “Your bird — I couldn’t do anything — he just caught fire —

You know, I sometimes think we Sort too soon.

Bigotry is probably the thing I detest most.