What're quantum mechanics?" "I don't know. People who repair quantums, I suppose.

But that was just it - hate was exactly the right word. Hate is a force of attraction. Hate is just love with its back turned.

There can be no better grounding for a lifetime as an author than to see humanity in all its various guises through the lens of the reporter for the town.

You get all sorts of people in the library, and the librarian gets it all.

No matter what she did with her hair it took about three minutes for it to tangle itself up again, like a garden hosepipe in a shed [Which, no matter how carefully coiled, will always uncoil overnight and tie the lawnmower to the bicycles].

You see the lighted windows and what you want to think is that there may be many interesting stories behind them, but what you know is that really there are just dull, dull souls, mere consumers of food, who think their instincts are emotions and their tiny lives of more account than a whisper of wind.

I don’t think it's weak to admit you made a mistake. That takes strength, if you ask me.