Peter, you're twelve years old. I'm ten. They have a word for people our age. They call us children and they treat us like mice.

Home is anywhere that you know all your friends and all your enemies.

You killed more people than anybody in history." "Be the best at whatever you do, that's what my mother always told me.

Human beings may be miserable specimens, in the main, but we can learn, and, through learning, become decent people.

In my view, suicide is not really a wish for life to end.' What is it then?' It is the only way a powerless person can find to make everybody else look away from his shame. The wish is not to die, but to hide.

At last he came to a door, with these words in glowing emeralds: THE END OF THE WORLD He did not hesitate. He opened the door and stepped through.

Anything can become a children's book if you give it to a child...Children are actually the best (and worst) audience for literature because they have no patience with pretence.