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Everybody, professors and students and Proctors the same, knew that if the sign said ‘do not walk on the grass’, one hopped. Anybody who didn’t had failed to understand what Oxford was.

The creeping sense that he might have seen him reading the book came up from the ground, but that was more anxiety than evidence.

Chivalry – Kuroda, you know when women put vegetables on a spoon and zoom it round so their kids think it’s a magic butterfly or something? Chivalry is just what your mum called being a decent human being so you’d feel like a really good boy when you were nice to people. Don’t say it to grown-ups.

Irony was a difficult thing to catch in a new language, and more so because not all languages had it, not even all local languages.

Science had to have some mystery otherwise everyone would find out how simple it was.

There was a cheer, and he took his first deep breath for months. He hadn’t been aware of breathing shallowly. It had happened gradually; someone had put a penny on his chest every hour since November, and now the weight of thousands of pennies had lifted at once.

Being solitary isn’t a disease that needs a cure.

It was embarrassing to be associated with a man who thought Newton was a town.

Mori looked across and was, briefly, a languageless, inhuman thing rescued from the sea and asked for an impious favour.

Thaniel wondered if real geisha painted themselves white so that it was harder to see how angry they must be all the time.

He had thought it had all gone, but all he had done was lock himself up in a few little rooms and assume the rest of the house had fallen down.

It is not summer, England doesn’t have summer, it has continuous autumn with a fortnight’s variation here and there.

She waited by the blackboard, trying to scrape up enough of her abysmal Japanese to ask what was going on. Lectures were always in English, which was just as well, because she had the linguistic capability of a sea cucumber. As far as she could tell, the word for ‘husband’ and the word for ‘prisoner’ were identical. Half the faculty were still worried that she’d got Baron Matsumoto locked away in her attic.

The safest way to success is to write according to the capacity of the stupidest member of the audience.

It was the great evil of plays that every character had some kind of purpose. Absorb too much of them, and you could go about believing there was something wrong with you if you drifted unremarked towards your thirties, and coasted into a quiet beach of no interest to anyone.

My uncle is a phrenologist and says that the shape of his skull is typical of a liar.

People shouldn’t be throwing away their history when it’s still doing archery practice forty miles up the road.

She felt suddenly as though she had thrown a stone, badly aimed, but still a stone, at a navy sniper.

Under the gas lamps, mist pawed at the windows of the closed shops, which became steadily shabbier nearer home. It was such a smooth ruination that he could have been walking forward through time, watching the same buildings age five years with every step, all still as a museum.

Stop looking at it as an impossible thing and start looking at it as a thing that must be done.

People are like bees. They’re all workers who could be queens, with the right stuff, but once a queen-making has begun, it can’t be reversed. A bee that’s halfway a queen can’t turn back into a worker. She’d starve. She must keep growing and then she must leave.

All I could think was that the border was a clever idea. It might as well have been Hadrian’s Wall, but they had taken the idea and distilled it down to all that was actually required of a wall in a perfectly policed world: a line on the ground.

But Spanish and English aren’t different languages, only extreme dialects of Latin. It’s almost possible to translate word for word. Translation from a language unrelated to English is nothing to do with equivalent words. Whenever I’d tried to do that in Chinese I’d come out with unbroken nonsense. I had to forget the English, hang the meaning up in a well-lit gallery, stare at it hard, then describe it afresh.

Mori smiled properly. The lines around his eyes were deeper than usual now. They made him look like an old photograph of a young man, often crushed, but ironed carefully so that only the ghosts of the marks remained.

Englishmen were rained on too often to come up with anything that imaginative.

I’m a Buddhist. You might have a Christian obligation to catch pneumonia while you sit for two and a half hours listening to some twerp in a dress drone on about the virtue of wedded life but, dear as you are to me, I don’t.

He was from Glasgow. Everything past “good morning” was a blur.

In Japan, first names are only for who you’re married to, or if you’re being rude,′ the watchmaker explained.

When a sign says don’t walk on the grass, one hops.’ He.

Being mad isn’t an excuse for being vague. Can we at least have specific madness?

Your science can save a man’s life, but imagination makes it worth living.

I don’t tolerate you. I can’t breathe when you’re not here, I can’t think, I can’t write music properly, I spend my whole bloody life waiting for the post.