He screamed. Mmm?' inquired the gentleman. I...I would never presume to interrupt you, sir. But the ground appears to be swallowing me up.' It is a bog,' said the gentleman, helpfully. It is certainly a most terrifying substance.

All books are doors; and some of them are wardrobes.

He gave her his heart. She took it and placed it quietly in the pocket of her gown. No one observed what she did.

Houses, like people, are apt to become rather eccentric if left too much on their own; this house was the architectural equivalent of an old gentleman in a worn dressing-gown and torn slippers, who got up and went to bed at odd times of day, and who kept up a continual conversation with friends no one else could see.

Lovers are rarely the most rational beings in creation.

A piece of writing is like a piece of magic. You create something out of nothing.

It is curious and we magicians collect curiosities, you know.