This is the mythosphere. It's made up of all the stories, theories and beliefs, legends, myths and hopes, that are generated here on Earth. As you can see, it's constantly growing and moving as people invent new tales to tell or find new things to believe. The older strands move out to become these spirals, where things tend to become quite crude and dangerous. They've hardened off, you see.

Settle for what you can get, but first ask for the World.

But I discovered that people like me -- they do, you know, if you like them -- and then it was all right.

She said 'Over my dead body!' so I took her at her word.

That's why I love spiders. 'If at first you don't succeed, try, try, try again.

But whoever heard of enchanted bacon anyway?

She was remorseless, but she lacked method.