“And if anyone asks, you're Chinese. The boy had nodded. "Chinese," he whispered. "I'm Chinese." "And I," said the girl, "am the Queen of Spain." "In your dreams," said the boy. "In my dreams," said the girl, "I'm the King.”

Source: The Graveyard Game (2001), Chapter 10, “Yorkshire” (p. 82)

Source: In My Own Way: An Autobiography 1915-1965 (1972), p. 63-64
Context: At about the age of eleven, I was reading the thrillers of Sax Rohmer and Edgar Wallace concerning Dr. Fu Manchu and other sophisticated Chinese villains, nurturing a secret admiration for these gentlemen because of their opposition to the suet-pudding heroism of our own culture, and because of their refined and mysterious style of life. While other boys dreamed of becoming generals, cowboys, mountain climbers, explorers, and engineers, I wanted to be a Chinese villain. I wanted servants carrying knives in their sleeves, appearing or vanishing without the slightest sound. I wanted a house with secret doors and passages, with Coromandel screens, with ancient scrolls, with ivory and lacquer boxes of exotic poisons, with exquisite brands of tea, with delicate blue porcelain, with jade idols and joss-sticks, and with sonorous gongs.

Source: Death Bringer

#314, "Boy Trouble" (1999), collected in Post-DTWOF (2000).
Dykes to Watch Out For

Source: Drenai series, The Swords of Night and Day, Ch. 14

Source: In Your Dreams

Source: Tiger Lily

On meeting Olivia Chow for the first time in 1985, May 2003.[citation needed]

Song lyrics, Hounds of Love (1985), The Ninth Wave