Well, it would have to be “The Man Who Was Thursday.” It’s a damn good read that I believe should be read by everyone in politics.

Things that try to look like things often do look more like things than things.

It looked the sort of book described in library catalogues as 'slightly foxed,' although it would be more honest to admit that it looked as though it had beed badgered, wolved and possibly beared as well.

Most witches don’t believe in gods. They know that the gods exist, of course. They even deal with them occasionally. But they don’t believe in them. They know them too well. It would be like believing in the postman.

Rings try to find their way back to their owner. Someone ought to write a book about it.

Creators aren't gods. They make places, which is quite hard. It's men that make gods. This explains a lot.

I'd like to walk on the moon (and return).