People who are rather more than six feet tall and nearly as broad across the shoulders often have uneventful journeys. People jump out at them from behind rocks then say things like, "Oh. Sorry. I thought you were someone else.

The pamphlet was very patriotic. That is, it talked about killing foreigners.

Money is an unavoidable consequence, but it isn't the reason I write; if it was, I wouldn't have written any of the YA books, because advances in that field are small compared to what I'd got now for an 'adult' DW.

Noble dragons don't have friends. The nearest they can get to the idea is an enemy who is still alive.

It was a backwards memory of an event in his future so terrifying that it had generated harmonics of fear all the way along his lifeline.

It's a terrible thing for a man when his woman gangs up on him wi' a toad

What is normal? Normal was yesterday. If you lose a leg, one day you're hopping around on one leg, so you know the difference.