Mistakes are the portals of discovery.

I wanted real adventures to happen to myself. But real adventures, I reflected, do not happen to people who remain at home: they must be sought abroad.

The demand that I make of my reader is that he should devote his whole Life to reading my works.

Shakespeare is the happy hunting ground of all minds that have lost their balance.

One great part of every human existence is passed in a state which cannot be rendered sensible by the use of wideawake language, cutanddry grammar and goahead plot.

In the name of Annah the Allmaziful, the Everliving, the Bringer of Plurabilities, haloed be her eve, her singtime sung, her rill be run, unhemmed as it is uneven!

I am, a stride at a time. A very short space of time through very short time of space.