I asked him if it were a mirage, and he said yes. I said it was a dream, and he agreed, But said it was the desert's dream not his. And he told me that in a year or so, when he had aged enough for any man, then he would walk into the wind, until he saw the tents. This time, he said, he would go on with them.

Nice' in a bodyguard is about as useful as the ability to regurgitate whole lobsters.

I thought I was your destination. Looks like I was just another stop on the line.

We'll win, of course," he said. "You don't want that," said the demon. "Why not, pray?“ “Listen," said Crowley desperately, "how many musicians do you think your side have got, eh? First grade, I mean." Aziraphale looked taken aback. "Well, I should think-" he began. "Two," said Crowley. "Elgar and Liszt. That's all. We've got the rest. Beethoven, Brahms, all the Bachs, Mozart, the lot. Can you imagine eternity with Elgar?

I liked myths. They weren't adult stories and they weren't children's stories. They were better than that. They just were.

A book is a dream that you hold in your hands.

I loved the fact that I was suddenly no longer dependent on whether a store took out an ad in the right place, or on the word on the street.