Books were safer than other people anyway.

I liked myths. They weren't adult stories and they weren't children's stories. They were better than that. They just were.

You are obvious, boy. You are difficult to miss. If you came to me in company with a purple lion, a green elephant, and a scarlet unicorn astride which was the King of England in his Royal Robes, I do believe that it is you and you alone that people would stare at, dismissing the others as minor irrelevancies.

I fell for her like a suicide from a bridge.

Bod quite liked crows. He thought they were funny and he liked the way they helped to keep the graveyard tidy.

It doth not hurt", whispered a faint voice, "She will take you life and all you are and all you care'st for, and she will leave you with nothing but mist and fog. She'll take your joy. And one day you'll wake and your heart and soul will have gone. A husk you'll be, a wisp you'll be, and a thing no more than a dream on waking, or a memory of something forgotten.

There was nowhere they could have gone and they went there anyway.