Children can ask what adults don't dare to because we don't want to admit we're scared and we don't really want to hear the answers.

Silence is a way of saying: we do not have to entertain each other; we are okay as we are.

And so it continued all day, wynde after wynde, From a room beyond came the whistle of a teakettle. Now, you really must join me. I've some marvelous Darjeeling, and some delicious petit fours a friend of mine gave me for Christmas.

Writing is an antisocial act.

Elf made his way fuzzily back to the drawer, trying to think nasty thoughts about his tormentor (Mungo the dog) but he couldn't, as he was too little and his mind was formless and without messages.( Elf the tiny kitten Mungo tormented )

Most people see what they want to, or at least what they expect to.

writers just kept on staring at nothing until they wrote something. Might be two minutes or two weeks.