I have a lovely office at the back of my house; it's an old stable and you can see right out to the countryside on one side and into the house on the other side.

Ma was using her for-company voice. Sweet on the outside but with an underlying death threat.

You wouldn't know a clue if it danced in front of you with a T-Shirt that read 'I'm a clue

Orion sniffed. "Good. Then, worthy centaur, perhaps you could give me a ride to the village on your way back. Then I can make a few pennies wth my verses while you build us a shack and perform circus tricks for passersby." This was such a surprising statement that Foaly briefly considered jumping into the hole to get away.

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

I wear a name tag to help people find me. It saves time when you're dealing with idiots.

Other men look up and down, left and right; but men like us are different. We are visionaries.