i know i'm not clever but i'm always right.

Times have changed since a certain author was executed for murdering his publisher. They say that when the author was on the scaffold he said good-bye to the minister and to the reporters, and then he saw some publishers sitting in the front row below, and to them he did not say good-bye. He said instead, "I'll see you again."

On these magic shores children at play are for ever beaching their coracles. We too have been there; we can still hear the sound of the surf, though we shall land no more.

He who distributes the milk of human kindness cannot help but spill a little on himself.

A woman can be anything the man who loves her would have her be.

I taught you to fight and to fly. What more could there be?

She also said she would give him a kiss if he liked, but Peter did not know what she meant, and he held out his hand expectantly.