The witching hour, somebody had once whispered to her, was a special moment in the middle of the night when every child… — Roald Dahl Copy Share Image
Both Matilda and Lavender were enthralled. It was quite clear to them that they were at this moment standing in the presence of a master. Here was somebody who had brought the art of skulduggery to the highest point of perfection, somebody, moreover, who was willing to risk life and limb in pursuit of her calling. They gazed in wonder… — Roald Dahl Copy Share
She might even be your lovely school-teacher who is reading these words to you at this very moment. Look carefully at that… — Roald Dahl Copy Share Image
I was observing her closely as I talked, and after a while I began to get the impression that she was not,… — Roald Dahl Copy Share Image
Nowadays you can go anywhere in the world in a few hours, and nothing is fabulous any more. — Roald Dahl Copy Share Image
When I walked to school in the mornings I would start out alone but would pick up four other boys along the way. We… — Roald Dahl Copy Share Image
“There's no earthly way of knowing Which direction we are going There's no knowing where we're rowing Or which way the river's flowing Is it raining, is it snowing? Is a hurricane a-blowing? - uh! Not a speck of light is showing So the danger must be growing Are the fires of Hell a-glowing? Is the grisly reaper mowing? Yes!… — Roald Dahl Copy Share
“One of the vital things for a writer who’s writing a book, which is a lengthy project and is going to take about a… — Roald Dahl Copy Share Image
“When Bruce Bogtrotter had eaten his way through half of the entire enormous cake, he paused for just a couple of seconds and took… — Roald Dahl Copy Share Image
Bunkum and tummyrot! You'll never get anywhere if you go about what-iffing like that. Would Columbus have discovered America if he'd said 'What if… — Roald Dahl Copy Share Image
If the Good Lord intended for us to walk, he wouldn't have invented rollar skates. — Roald Dahl Copy Share Image
The witching hour, somebody had once whispered to her, was a special moment in the middle of the night when every child and every… — Roald Dahl Copy Share Image
But there was one other thing that the grown-ups also knew, and it was this: that however small the chance might be of striking… — Roald Dahl Copy Share Image
When writing about oneself, one must strive to be truthful. Truth is more important than modesty. — Roald Dahl Copy Share Image
