Love And Magic Are Like Oil And

Mr. Mcgregor's A Nasty Piece Of Work, Isn't He? Quite The Darth Vader Of Children's Literature.

History Has Rewritten Itself So Many Times I'm Not Really Sure How It Was To Begin With -- It's A Bit Like Trying To Guess The Original Color Of A Wall When It's Been Repainted Eight Times.

Love Isn't Sensible, Red. I Think That's The Point.

Maybe Those Sorts Of Yes-or-no Life-and-death Decisions Are Easier To Make Because They Are So Black And White. I Can Cope With Them Because It's Easier. Human Emotions, Well. . .they're Just A Fathomless Collection Of Grays And I Don't Do So Well On The Midtones.

The Industrial Age Had Only Just Begun; The Planet Had Reached Its Best Before Date.