Granny Weatherwaz was a witch. That was quite acceptable in the Ramtops, and no one had a bad word to say about witches. At least, not if he wanted to wake up in the morning the same shape as he went to bed.

Here's what I suggest," he said. "You pretend that rats can think, and I'll promise to pretend that humans can think, too.

Magic never dies. It merely fades away.

I've often felt depressed; everyone feels depressed.

Her singing always cheered him up. Life seemed so much brighter when she stopped.

It's not morbid to talk about death. Most people don't worry about death, they worry about a bad death.

Most of my schooldays were the worst day of my life.