Deric Longden > Quotes

“Waiting for a book to be published is like having a baby. It would be nine months before we heard the patter of tiny pages trotting through the letter box, and the bookcase shuffled it's shelves in boredom and I was a martyr to morning sickness.”
― Deric Longden, Lost for Words

“She darts in and out of the narrative like a comma on legs. The”
― Deric Longden, Enough To Make A Cat Laugh

“No it wasn’t. She was feisty and friendly, bright and intelligent and she had affection oozing out of every paw. We were going to miss her very much indeed.”
― Deric Longden, Enough To Make A Cat Laugh

“You can’t buy what Arthur had, and you can’t bottle it either. You have to be born”
― Deric Longden, Enough To Make A Cat Laugh

“Never mind – just give”
― Deric Longden, The Cat Who Came In From The Cold

“I fianchi ondeggiavano spavaldi mentre si dirigeva lentamente alla porta, il passo fiero,la mascella decisa. Persino il culetto era sul chi vive e aveva l'aria di fargli da terzo occhio.”
― Deric Longden

“done a”
― Deric Longden, I'm A Stranger Here Myself

“You can’t buy what Arthur had, and you can’t bottle it either. You have to be born with it and he had died with it still intact.”
― Deric Longden, Enough To Make A Cat Laugh