When the dinosaur woke up the novelist was still there.

One day, when the snow had melted on the mountainside and the first spring flowers were in bloom, a man packed his meagre belongings and went on a journey.

‘If you are very good children we might go for a picnic by the lighthouse later.’

The road is long and hard but not without rewards for those brave enough to travel along it.

All day he climbed thinking only of where to find the next foot or hand hold, and then at sunset, he finally reached the summit.

‘You were in Browne’s year, weren’t you? asked the Dean.

People often make the mistake of looking for dark things in dark places, in my experience they are to be found where the sun shines brightest.

When the dinosaur woke up the novelist was still there.

The Harvey family had lived at High Wood for two centuries, its members becoming odder with each passing generation.

The plane was a silver speck in the clear blue sky; it climbed soundlessly towards the sun, banked sharply and dove down towards the village.

A man can be happy or wealthy; he can never be both.

Peter (Pete to his friends) Dross was the rock upon which the Church of the Seventh Day Guitarist had been built.

Having at last freed himself of his responsibilities Frederick Cotton decided to devote the remainder of his life to the pursuit of pleasure.

If certain truths are held to be self evident it is even more certain that most people couldn’t give a fig what they are.

They spent one last night sleeping out under the stars before following just the one star to the end of their journey.

The road was long and narrow and led down from the cold highlands into a temperate valley.

One day, when the snow had melted on the mountainside and the first spring flowers were in bloom, a stranger came into town carrying his meagre belongings on his back.