First Among Sequels (Thursday Next, #5)

by Jasper Fforde

That’s the thing about hitting fifty. All your life you think the half century is death’s adolescence, but actually it’s really not that bad, as long as you can remember where you left your glasses.

if you wanted a happy ending to anything in Hardy, you’d be well advised to read it backward.

There was a shocked silence as everyone took this in. We hadn’t had a textual anomaly of this size since Lucy Pevensie refused to get into the wardrobe at the beginning of The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe.