... why I like timetables, because they make sure I don't get lost in time.

Children simply don't make the distinction; a book is either good or bad. And some of the books they think are good are very, very bad indeed.

You love someone, you've got to let something go.

Use your imagination and you'll see that even the most narrow, humdrum lives are infinite in scope if you examine them with enough care.

All the other children at my school are stupid. Except I'm not meant to call them stupid, even though this is what they are.

How pleased we are to have our eyes opened but how easily we close them again.

I rolled back onto the lawn and pressed my forehead to the ground again and made the noise that Father calls groaning. I make this noise when there is too much information coming into my head from the outside world. It is like when you are upset and you hold the radio against your ear and you tune it halfway between two stations so that all you get is white noise and then you turn the volume right up so that this is all can hear and then you know you are safe because you cannot hear anything else