But, in truth, it had not exactly been gold, or even the promise of gold, but more like the fantasy of gold, the fairy dream that the gold is there, at the end of the rainbow, and will continue to be there forever - provided, naturally, that you don't go and look. This is known as finance.

"Multiple exclamation marks," he went on, shaking his head, "are a sure sign of a diseased mind."

How do you get all those coins?" asked Mort. IN PAIRS.

You haven't really been anywhere until you've got back home.

This time it had been magic. And it didn't stop being magic just because you found out how it was done.

The trouble with being a god is that you've got no one to pray to.

The people who guard the rainbow don't like those who get in the way of the sun.