Not very good with death? Father was a military man, and military men lived with death; lived for death; lived on death. To a professional soldier, oddly enough, death was life.
ALAN BRADLEYThey were soon to emigrate to Canada, and the aerial ride was meant to be a last view of their beloved England.
More Alan Bradley Quotes
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I grew up in a very British family who had been transplanted to Canada, and my grandmother’s house was filled with English books.
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TV and film taught me to think cinematically. Teaching others to edit, for example, provides a great deal of insight into the millions of ways in which given elements can be put together to tell a story.
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To be most effective, flattery is always best applied with a trowel.
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I always knew that I wanted to work on my own material – something that would be more long-lasting than short-lived electronic transmissions.
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Compared with my life Cinderella was a spoiled brat.
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They were soon to emigrate to Canada, and the aerial ride was meant to be a last view of their beloved England.
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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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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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If poisons were ponies, I’d put my money on cyanide.
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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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If you remember nothing else, remember this: Inspiration from outside one’s self is like the heat in an oven.
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To be frivolous time-wasters, delighted in putting her favorite volumes into her grandchildren’s hands.
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One that cackles at these capers and another that never gets much beyond a rather jaded and self-conscious smile, like the Mona Lisa.
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Chicken fizz! O Lord, protect all of us who toil in the vineyards of experimental chemistry!
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