Compared with my life Cinderella was a spoiled brat.
ALAN BRADLEYAs 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.
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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 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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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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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.
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It makes passable Bath buns. But inspiration from within is like a volcano: It changes the face of the world.
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Whenever I’m out-of-doors and find myself wanting to have a first-rate think.
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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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Liberals have always been the most fervent Imperialists.
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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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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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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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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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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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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.
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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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