If Only Life Were That Simple; If

Mr. Pewter Led Them Through To A Library, Filled With Thousands Of Antiquarian Books. 'impressive, Eh?' 'very,' Said Jack. 'how Did You Amass All These?' 'well,' Said Pewter, 'you Know The Person Who Always Borrows Books And Never Gives Them Back?' 'yes...?' 'i'm That Person.

If You Enjoyed Laughing In The Face Of Death, You Might Like To Have A Crack At High Saffron. One Hundred Merits, And All You Have To Do Is Take A Look.' 'i Understand There's A One Hundred Percent Fatality Rate?' 'true. But Up Until The Moment Of Death There Was A One Hundred Percent Survival Rate. Really, I Shouldn't Let Anything As Meaningless As Statistics Put You Off.

...the Landscape Inside Lord Of The Rings Was So Stunning And So Stupendous That It Could Be Absorbed As A Form Of Nourishment.

If You Even Think About Asking Harry Potter For An Autograph, Your Day Ends Right Now.

Librarying Is A Harder Profession Than The Public Realizes, He Said. People Think It's All Rubber Stamps, Knowing That Dewey 521 Is Celestial Mechanics And Saying 'try Looking Under Fiction' Sixty Eight Times A Day.