If you're going to read five books, three should be issues and two for fun.

A CD. How quaint. We have these in museums.

Satan was crouched in the corner of his office, playing a gameboy, 'Die alien scum' he was saying feverishly.

The miracle of modern science. The LEP pours millions into your department, Foaly, and all you can do is send Mud Boys to the toilet.

And one more thing. About my name — Artemis — you were right. In London, it is generally a female name, after the Greek goddess of archery. But every now and then a male comes along with such a talent for hunting that he earns the right to use the name. I am that male. Artemis the hunter. I hunted you.

Look!" said Foaly, pointing with some urgency into the vast steel-gray gloom, "Someone who cares!

Hilarious, dude. You should, like, have your own show.