“Women’s fiction” doesn’t sound like anything but a slur to my ears.”
“I love fiction that sound like fact… and fact that sounds like fiction.”
“This is all quite fascinating," Grimalkin said, his voice slurring in my ears, "but instead of posing and scratching the ground like rutting peacocks, perhaps you should look to the girl.”
“For my purpose, the non-fiction form of abstract knowledge doesn’t interest me; the final, applied form of fiction, of story, does.”
“All wars are full of stories that sound like fiction.”
“It is my soul that calls upon my name;How silver-sweet sound lovers' tongues by night,like softest music to attending ears!-Romeo”