Ninety percent of true love is acute, ear-burning embarrassment.

Not for the first time in the history of the universe, someone for whom communication normally came as effortlessly as a dream was stuck for inspiration when faced with a few lines on the back of a card.

One day all of us will die but - and this is the important thing - we are not dead yet.

The worst thing you can do is nothing.

There are millions of chords. There are millions of numbers. And everyone forgets the one that is a zero. But without the zero, numbers are just arithmetic. Without the empty chord, music is just noise.

Your own brain ought to have the decency to be on your side!

There was this about vampires : they could never look scruffy. Instead, they were... what was the word... deshabille. It meant untidy, but with bags and bags of style.