People want to forget the impossible. It makes their world safer.

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

I have a really high tolerance level for twits. I really do.

If a Devil is one who dares, when others hold back, then I am happy to play the Devil in this Mystery, boy.

I'm more or less happily writing Chapter Six of The Graveyard Book. I say more or less as I'm at that place where I hope that the book knows what it's doing because right now I don't have a clue - I'm writing one scene after another like a man walking through a valley in thick fog, just able to see the path a little way ahead, but with no idea where it's actually going to lead him.

25 And the Lord spake unto the Angel that guarded the eastern gate, saying 'Where is the flaming sword that was given unto thee?' 26 And the Angel said, 'I had it here only a moment ago, I must have put it down some where, forget my own head next.' 27 And the Lord did not ask him again.

I'd love to think that people in the future would gather in theatres, at conventions, and in darkened rooms, and read it out to each other.