He shivered. His coat was thin, and it was obvious he would not get his kiss, which he found puzzling. The manly heroes of the penny dreadfuls and shilling novels never had these problems getting kissed.

I am selfish, private and easily bored. Will this be a problem?

There was Virginia Boote, the food and restaurant critic, who had once been a great beauty but was now a grand and magnificent ruin, and who delighted in her ruination.

Walk any path in Destiny's garden, and you will be forced to choose, not once but many times.

If you want to imagine the future, imagine a boy and his dog and his friends. And a summer that never ends.

You must never imagine, that just because something is funny, it is not also dangerous.

I learned to write by writing.