The matter with human beans," the BFG went on, "is that they is absolutely refusing to believe in anything unless they is actually seeing it right in front of their own schnozzles".
A BOOK?! WHAT D'YOU WANNA FLAMING BOOK FOR?...WE'VE GOT A LOVELY TELLY WITH A 12-INCH SCREEN AND NOW YA WANNA BOOK!
I'm afraid men are not always quite as clever as they think they are. You will learn that when you get a bit older, my girl.
Mr. Twit was a twit. He was born a twit. And, now at the age of sixty, he was a bigger twit than ever.
Poor Earthworm,' the Ladybird said, whispering in James's ear. 'He loves to make everything into a disaster. He hates to be happy. He is only happy when he is gloomy'.
I also knew that he was the kind of anile little runt who, in foyers and theatre bars the West End over, can be heard bleating into their gin and tonics, "I go to the theatre to be entertained".
I shouldn't be saying this - high treason, really - but I sometimes wonder if Americans aren't fooled by our accent into detecting brilliance that may not really be there.
I was born Mary Patterson, but then I married and naturally took my husband's name, so now I'm Neil Patterson.
It only takes a room of Americans for the English and Australians to realize how much we have in common.
It was as if he grew his hair long and smoked cigarettes because he liked to, not because he liked being seen to. This was dangerously subversive.
It's rather splendid to think of all those great men and women who appear to have presented symptoms that allow us to describe them as bipolar. Whether it's Hemingway, Van Gogh... Robert Schumann has been mentioned... Virginia Woolf, Sylvia Plath... some of them with rather grim ends.
Life is sometimes novel-shaped, mocking the efforts of those authors who, in an effort to make their novels life-shaped, spurn the easy symmetry and cheap resonance of reality.
Many people would no more think of entering journalism than the sewage business - which at least does us all some good.
My first meeting with you only confirmed what I first suspected. You are a fraud, a charlatan and a shyster. My favorite kind of person, in fact.
No adolescent ever wants to be understood, which is why they complain about being misunderstood all the time.
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