As I stood outside in Cow Lane, it occurred to me that Heaven must be a place where the library is open twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week. No … eight days a week.
ALAN BRADLEYAnyone who knew the word slattern was worth cultivating as a friend.
More Alan Bradley Quotes
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The very best people are like that. They don’t entangle you like flypaper.
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Compared with my life Cinderella was a spoiled brat.
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Chicken fizz! O Lord, protect all of us who toil in the vineyards of experimental chemistry!
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During a long career in TV broadcasting, I spent a lot of time contributing to other people’s creations.
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I dreamed of flying to England myself and visiting the places my family never tired of talking about.
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I’m at that age where I watch such things with two minds.
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To be most effective, flattery is always best applied with a trowel.
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I had long ago discovered that when a word or formula refused to come to mind the best thing for it was to think of something else: tigers for instance or oatmeal.
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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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Whenever I’m out-of-doors and find myself wanting to have a first-rate think.
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It is not unknown for fathers with a brace of daughters to reel off their names in order of birth when summoning the youngest.
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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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One of the marks of a truly great mind, I had discovered, is the ability to feign stupidity on demand.
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I am often thought of as being remarkably bright, and yet my brains, more often than not, are busily devising new and interesting ways of bringing my enemies to sudden, gagging, writhing, agonizing death.
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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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