“Ah, sweetie. If the poets couldnt unriddle them, then you certainly cant. Be kind, and keep your ears on offer if she wants to talk. But you cant draw out the strangeness, Edgar. Its not a poison.”

“And they lived ever after, whether they were happy about it or not.”

“He shook his head,'Fuck, you say such fucking weird things.''Is that still your favourite word?' asked Isola interestedly, 'I like "verisimilitude". Tolkein said the most beautiful English phrase i...”

“There was something familiar but strange about her - Snow White with a suntan. Cinderella in biker boots. Tough and delicate and magical and real all at once.”

“Ah, sweetie. If the poets couldn’t unriddle them, then you certainly can’t. Be kind, and keep your ears on offer if she wants to talk. But you can’t draw out the strangeness, Edgar. It’s not a poison.”

“Mercy is for the weak let me show you how much of an Unseelie I still am.”

“A genius. A criminal mastermind. A millionaire. And he is only twelve years old.”

“Could we wear spandex and blow things up?”

“Fantasy is storytelling with the beguiling power to transform the impossible into the imaginable, and to reveal our own real world in a fresh and truth-bearing light.”

“I will not wear a tulle-tailed dunce cap for anyone or for any reason.”

“You never know what you're gonna find when you look under those covers - grandma or the wolf.”

“One day you will kiss a man you can't breathe without, and find that breath is of little consequence.”

“The sunlight claps the earth, and the moonbeams kiss the sea: what are all these kissings worth, if thou kiss not me?”

“Stephen kissed me in the spring,Robin in the fall,But Colin only looked at meAnd never kissed at all.Stephens kiss was lost in jest,Robins lost in play,But the kiss in Colins eyesHaunts me night an...”