Everyone knows revenge is a dish best served when you've had enough time to build up enough vitriol and fury.

We all fail to appreciate each day just how much we already possess. Light, air, freedom, the companionship of friends.

I've never written a children's book, but when people meet me for the first time and I say I write books, they invariably reply, 'Children's books?' Maybe it's something about my face.

No human on God's earth is a nobody.

Every time I mention her, Magnus says, "Are you two getting along?" in raised, hopeful tones, like we're endangered pandas who need to make a baby.

This is a test, isn't it? It's like choosing out of three caskets in a fairy tale. Everyone knows the rules. You never choose the gold shiny one. Or even the quite impressive silver one. What you're supposed to do is choose the dull little lead one, and then there's a flash of light and it turns into a mountain of jewels

The thing about lying to your parents is, you have to do it to protect them. It’s for their own good.