Words are like leaves,. . .like people really, fond of their own society.

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

There is a certain degree of steampunkishness that creeps into my books.

Palindrome as well. My sister's name is Hannah. Father liked word games. He was fourteen times World Scrabble Champion. When he died, we buried him at Queenzieburn to make use of the triple word score.

Don't move," said Sprockett."Mimes don't generally attack unless they are threatened.

Comedy was one of those genres that while appearing quite jolly was actually highly dangerous.

That's the thing about destiny: It can't be predicted, and it's usually pretty odd.