Mr. and Mrs. Dursley, of number four, Privet Drive, were proud to say that they were perfectly normal, thank you very much.
—J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone
I cannot express it; but surely you and everybody have a notion that there is or should be an existence of yours beyond you. What were the use of my creation, if I were entirely contained here?
—Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
A man can’t go along indefinitely carrying around in his pocket a key that doesn’t fit anything.
—J.D. Salinger, “A Girl I Knew”
There is no story that is not true.
—Chinua Achebe, Things Fall Apart
“Yes, it is true,” he was saying, “that sometimes unusually intelligent and sensitive children can appear to be stupid. But, Mrs. Benson, stupid children can sometimes appear to be stupid as well. I think that’s something you might have to consider. I know it’s very painful, yes. Good day, Mrs. Benson.”
—Douglas Adams, The Long Dark Tea-Time of the Soul