Look. I brought you here to give you a choice-" "You didn't bring us here," said Nick. "You're here," said Bod. "I wanted you here. I came here. You followed me. Same thing.

He stared up at the stars: and it seemed to him then that they were dancers, stately and graceful, performing a dance almost infinite in its complexity.

A novel seemed the easiest way to get what I had had in my head into the inside of other people's heads. Books are good that way.

She had such unusual eyes. They made me think of the seaside, and so I called her Ocean, and could not have told you why.

I'm probably slightly more famous than I've been comfortable with. Famous enough to have my phone calls returned is about as famous as I want to be.

Different people remember things differently, and you'll not get any two people to remember anything the same, whether they were there or not.

People populate the darkness; with ghosts, with gods, with electrons, with tales.