“All I did was ask you for a role-playing game. You never warned me I’d be pitched into it for real! And I asked you for hobbits on a grail quest, and not one hobbit have I seen!”
“And it's a pity too that I've no right to open your letters. I hope you don't get many, or my conscience will give me no peace.”
“Chrestomanci smiled and swept out of the room like a very long procession of one person.”
“I've got a hangover.""No, you hit your head on the floor.""I can't stay. I've got to rescue that fool Sophie.”
“Can't you treat yourself with a bit more consideration?''Why should I?' Mordion said, hugging the duvet round himself.'Because you're a person, of course!' Ann snapped at him. 'One person ought to treat another person properly even if the person's himself!”
“I've often noticed" Fiona said, "that when people say, 'This can't happen in this day and age', they say it because it is happening.”