My stuff gets published in some countries as fiction and in some countries as fantasy. It's just where they think it will do best in the bookshops.

You hurt. It's okay. I hurt too. Hold my hand.

You don't have to stay anywhere forever.

The real problem with stories - if you keep them going long enough, they always end in death.

The wise man knows when to keep silent. Only the fool tells all he knows.

She really was pretty, for a grown-up person, but when you are seven, beauty is an abstraction, not an imperative. I wonder what I would have done if she had smiled at me like that now: whether I would have handed my mind or my heart or my identify to her for the asking, as my father did.

Right," said Fat Charlie conversationally. "You realize, of course, that this means war." It was the traditional war cry of a rabbit when pushed too far.