The writers of the French enlightenment had deliberately used blasphemy as a weapon, refusing to accept the power of the Church to set limiting points on thought.

My horizon's have shrunk and I have only endings to write.

Where there is no belief, there is no blasphemy.

He knew what he knew: that the real world was full of magic, so magical worlds could easily be real.

One of the problems with defending free speech is you often have to defend people that you find to be outrageous and unpleasant and disgusting.

You can find shame in every house, burning in an ashtray, hanging framed upon a wall, covering a bed. But nobody notices it any more.

A little bit of one story joins onto an idea from another, and hey presto, . . . not old tales but new ones. Nothing comes from nothing.