There is no such thing as a happy ending. Every culture has a maxim that makes this point, while nowhere in the Universe is there a single gravestone that reads 'He Loved Everything About His Life, Especially the Dying Bit at the End'.

Radomosity, thought Artemis. And he felt like weeping.

The next minute or so was spent howling on the ceiling . Imp No.1 joined in, but he wasn't really feeling it. It shouldn't be "Who do we hate?", he thought, it really should be "whom", but this probably wasn't a good time to bring that up.

Anything else, Butler?" "The cosh, sir.

Ignorance, as they say, is usually fatal, but sometimes it can be bliss.

We get an apartment together, and after a whirlwind courtship you marry my sister and honeymoon in Vegas.

We're being lead by an idiot with a crayon.