They obeyed, as wise men do when a woman puts her foot down . . .

What's a philosopher?' said Brutha. Someone who's bright enough to find a job with no heavy lifting,' said a voice in his head.

There are millions of chords. There are millions of numbers. And everyone forgets the one that is a zero. But without the zero, numbers are just arithmetic. Without the empty chord, music is just noise.

Many people, meeting Aziraphale for the first time, formed three impressions: that he was English, that he was intelligent, and that he was gayer than a treeful of monkeys on nitrous oxide.

I've got wide tastes, but I don't like jazz.

This is Art holding a Mirror up to Life. That’s why everything is exactly the wrong way around.

I have no use for people who have learned the limits of the possible.