Quotes by Roald Dahl
Two hours of writing fiction leaves this writer completely drained. For those two hours he has been in a different place with totally different people.
Though my father was Norwegian, he always wrote his diaries in perfect English.
Pear Drops were exciting because they had a dangerous taste. All of us were warned against eating them, and the result was that we ate them more than ever.
Prayers were held in Assembly Hall. We all perched in rows on wooden benches while teachers sat up on the platform in armchairs, facing us.
I do have a blurred memory of sitting on the stairs and trying over and over again to tie one of my shoelaces, but that is all that comes back to me of school itself.
Pain was something we were expected to endure. But I doubt very much if you would be entirely happy today if a doctor threw a towel in your face and jumped on you with a knife.
Unless you have been to boarding-school when you are very young, it is absolutely impossible to appreciate the delights of living at home.
A little nonsense now and then is relished by the wisest men.
My father was a Norwegian who came from a small town near Oslo. He broke his arm at the elbow when he was 14, and they amputated it.
All those afternoons on the playing-fields and in the fives courts and in the squash courts made the otherwise grey and melancholy days pass a lot more quickly.
