Are you sure this is a good idea?' whispered the unicorn. 'No,' said Rupert. 'But it's our best chance to find a dragon.' 'Frankly, that doesn't strike me as such a hot idea either,' muttered the unicorn.

Angel: And what will you do with the world, once it is yours?' N. Hob: 'Punish it, for not loving me.

Last night I dreamed I was still human, but now I have woken up, into something better. Farewell, my friends, farewell.

Revenge is simply justice with teeth.

Wait. You've got principles? We'll have to update your file.

What is the world coming to, when you can't even trust a rogue vicar and her demon lover?

The cream-tiled walls were spattered here and there with old dried bloodstains, deep gouges that might have been clawmarks, and all kinds of graffiti. As usual, someone had spelt Cthulhu wrongly.