People don't like to say Fantasy they say Magic Realism which means Fantasy written by somebody I went to university with.

She was beautiful, but she was beautiful in the way a forest fire was beautiful: something to be admired from a distance, not up close.

Now that their long war was over, they could get on with the proper concern of all civilised nations, which is to prepare for the next one.

There is a soak-the-rich attitude in the air, a feeling that if you have a lot of money you must have got it by some ghastly means. I can quite happily say there was never any family money. All the money we got was mine, just from writing books.

If you had enough money, you could hardly commit crimes at all. You just perpetrated amusing little peccadilloes.

What did they feed the lions and tigers with in the ark, sir?

The second mouse gets the cheese!