You know, you're rather amusingly wrong.

Just call in at the torturer on your way out. See when he can fit you in.

Whatever you choose, your choice will mean there are two new worlds. And perhaps sometimes, on the edge of sleep, we will see the shadow of the other world. There will be no unhappy memories.

As far as I'm concerned, I'm a writer who's writing books, and therefore, I don't want to die. You'd miss the end of the book, wouldn't you? You can't die with an unfinished book.

Nothing I can say or devise, and nothing anybody else can say or devise, is going to be perfect.

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

In the words of the philosopher Sceptum, the founder of my profession: am I going to get paid for this?