..The argument he was conducting with his neighbor as to whether the English magician had gone mad because he was a magician, or because he was English.

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.

..The argument he was conducting with his neighbor as to whether the English magician had gone mad because he was a magician, or because he was English.

There must come a time when the bullets will run out

What nobility of feeling! To sacrifice your own pleasure to preserve the comfort of others! It is a thing, I confess, that would never occur to me.

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

Lovers are rarely the most rational beings in creation.