These people were not only cheering, they were throwing flowers and hats. The hats were made of stone, but the thought was there.

Zoology, eh? That's a big word, isn't it." "No, actually it isn't," said Tiffany. "Patronizing is a big word. Zoology is really quite short.

The universe danced towards life. Life was a remarkably common commodity. Anything sufficiently complicated seemed to get cut in for some, in the same way that anything massive enough got a generous helping of gravity. The universe had a definite tendency towards awareness. This suggested a certain subtle cruelty woven into the very fabric of space-time.

Incidentally, it's best not to argue with the nursing staff. I find the best course of action is to throw some chocolates in one direction and hurry off in the other while their attention is distracted.

Experience has taught me that you feel better on a flight if you avoid chicken fat in plastic sauce.

Priests were metal-reinforced overshoes. They saved your soles. This is an Assassin joke.

I thought unicorns were more . . . Fluffy.