It doesn't stop being magic just because you know how it works.

That was always the dream, wasn't it? 'I wish I'd known then what I know now'? But when you got older you found out that you NOW wasn't YOU then. You then was a twerp. You then was what you had to be to start out on the rocky road of becoming you now, and one of the rocky patches on that road was being a twerp.

The best thing I ever did with my life was stand up and say I've got Alzheimer's.

Oh, well...up until now it had been a good day, in a horrible kind of way.

It was long after midnight and the stars looked damp and chilly; the air was full of the busy silence of the night, which is created by hundreds of small furry things treading very carefully in the hope of finding dinner while avoiding being the main course.

All holy piety in public, and all peeled grapes and self-indulgence in private.

Humans need fantasy to be human. To be the place where the falling angel meets the rising ape.