It's a funny thing about mothers and fathers. Even when their own child is the most disgusting little blister you could ever imagine, they still think that he or she is wonderful.

careful those who fight with monsters, that they might become monsters themeselves.

Oh where, oh where had Snow White gone? She'd found it easy, being pretty To hitch a ride into the city.

Titchy little snapperwhippers like you should not be higgling around with an old sage and onions who is hundreds of years more than you.

The writer walks out of his workroom in a daze. He wants a drink. He needs it.

When I first thought about writing the book Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, I never originally meant to have children in it at all!

We all have our moments of brilliance and glory, and this was mine.