Really, he thought, if you couldn't trust a poet to offer sensible advice, who could you trust?

Set your fantasies in the here and now and then, if challenged, claim to be writing Magical Realism.

All your questions can be answered, if that is what you want. But once you learn your answers, you can never unlearn them.

Loyalty was a great thing, but no lieutenants should be forced to choose between their leader and a circus with elephants.

Do you know why I stopped being Delight, my brother? I do. There are things not in your book. There are paths outside this garden.

There are little pockets of old time in London, where things and places stay the same, like bubbles in amber,” she explained. “There’s a lot of time in London, and it has to go somewhere—it doesn’t all get used up at once.” “I may still be hung over,” sighed Richard. “That almost made sense.

So the day became one of waiting, which was, he knew, a sin: moments were to be experienced; waiting was a sin against both the time that was still to come and the moments one was currently disregarding.