I commend my soul to any god that can find it.

My idea of a good novel was one you made enough money out of to buy a greenhouse.

The trouble was that he was talking in philosophy but they were listening in gibberish.

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.

The English were notoriously unenthusiastic about burning witches. I suppose ours were too soggy.

Dedication: My thanks to the people who showed me that opera was stranger than I could imagine. I can best repay their kindness by not mentioning their names here.

Sometimes words need music too. Sometimes the descriptions are not enough. Books should be written with soundtracks, like films.