Sometimes choice is a luxury that fate does not afford us.

Mr. McGregor's a nasty piece of work, isn't he? Quite the Darth Vader of children's literature.

...being written by someone who might not quite understand the subconscious nuance of the character leaves us in varying degrees of flatness.

Governments and fashions come and go but Jane Eyre is for all time.

I got Oedipus off the incest charge--technicality, of course--he didn't know it was his mother at the time.

Prejudice is a product of ignorance that hides behind barriers of tradition.

Agents and publishers only want one thing - good writing.