Anything devised by man has bureaucracy, corrpution and error hardwired at inception.
Mr. McGregor's a nasty piece of work, isn't he? Quite the Darth Vader of children's literature.
Her majesty is one verb short of a sentence.
Our notions of self-determination are, on the whole, something of a myth. We are governed almost exclusively by our own peculiar habits, which makes those who rail against them that much more remarkable.
Words are like leaves,. . .like people really, fond of their own society.
Who do readers expect to see when they pick up this book? Who has won the Most Troubled Romantic Lead at the BookWorld Awards seventy-seven times in a row? Me. All me.