I always woke up before the plane landed.
ALAN BRADLEYIf poisons were ponies, I’d put my money on cyanide.
More Alan Bradley Quotes
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The spectrum on the list is very broad. It includes leftists who think that whiny liberals should be stuffed in a sack and drowned.
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My grandmother flew only once in her life, and that was the day she and her new husband ascended into the skies of Victorian London in the wicker basket of a hot-air balloon.
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And I had long ago become accustomed to being called ‘Ophelia Daphne Flavia, damn it.
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I was learning that among friends, a smile can be better than a belly laugh.
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Except I’m aware that as a writer you can’t get away with as much writing for children as you can with adults.
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I was a very early reader, so I was really brought up being surrounded with piles of British books and British newspapers, British magazines. I developed a really great love of England.
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I’m at that age where I watch such things with two minds.
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I love that form very much because the reader is so familiar with all of the types of characters that are in there that they already identify with the book.
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I fling myself down on my back, throw my arms and legs out so that I look like an asterisk, and gaze at the sky.
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Although it is pleasant to think about poison at any season, there is something special about Christmas, and I found myself grinning.
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One of the marks of a truly great mind, I had discovered, is the ability to feign stupidity on demand.
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Compared with my life Cinderella was a spoiled brat.
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Whenever I’m out-of-doors and find myself wanting to have a first-rate think.
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Whenever I’m with other people, part of me shrinks a little. Only when I am alone can I fully enjoy my own company.
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I had thought for years, probably 30 or 40 years, that it would be a lot of fun to try my hand at a classic English mystery novel.
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