When millions of tons of angry elephant come spinning through the sky, and there was no one there to hear it, does it - philosopically speaking - make a noise

(About a cookbook...) - What about this one? Maids of Honor? - Weeelll, they starts OUT as Maids of Honor...but they ends up Tarts.

Ridcully was to management what King Herod was to the Bethlehem Playgroup Association.

She had heard it said that, before you could understand anybody, you needed to walk a mile in their shoes, which did not make a whole lot of sense, because probably AFTER you had walked a mile in their shoes, you would understand that they were chasing you and accusing you of the theft of a pair of shoes--although, of course, you could probably outrun them, owing to their lack of footwear.

Esk felt that bravery was called for, but on a night like this bravery lasted only as long as a candle stayed alight.

I know that I am a small, weak man, but I have amassed a large library; I dream of dangerous places.

It is possibly worth mentioning at this point that Mr. Young thought that paparazzi was a kind of Italian linoleum.