Growth purely for its own sake is the philosophy of cancer.

I also read about Heathcliff's unexpected three-year career in Hollywood under the name Buck Stallion and his eventual return to the pages of Wuthering Heights.

Fiction wouldn't be much fun without its fair share of scoundrels, and they have to live somewhere.

Ordinary adults don't like children to speak of things that are denied them by their own gray minds.

...the landscape inside Lord of the Rings was so stunning and so stupendous that it could be absorbed as a form of nourishment.

A good butler should save his employer's life at least once a day.

Don't ever call me mad, Mycroft. I'm not mad. I'm just ... well, differently moraled, that's all.