Actually I didn't shoot a man in Reno just to watch him die, but he could tell I was extremely cross.

I walk across the dreaming sands under the pale moon: through the dreams of countries and cities, past dreams of places long gone and times beyond recall.

Often the adult book is not for you, not yet, or will only be for you when you're ready. But sometimes you will read it anyway, and you will take from it whatever you can. Then, perhaps, you will come back to it when you're older, and you will find the book has changed because you have changed as well, and the book is wiser, or more foolish, because you are wiser or more foolish than you were as a child.

I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you're wonderful.

May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness.

It is sometimes a mistake to climb; it is always a mistake never even to make the attempt.

Stories you read when you're the right age never quite leave you. You may forget who wrote them or what the story was called.