Take the universe and grind it down to the finest powder and sieve it through the finest sieve and then show me one atom of justice, one molecule of mercy. and yet... and yet you act as if there is some ideal order in the world, as if there is some... some rightness in the universe by which it may be judged.

The important thing about adventures, thought Mr. Bunnsy, was that they shouldn't be so long as to make you miss mealtimes.

Sometimes words need music too. Sometimes the descriptions are not enough. Books should be written with soundtracks, like films.

The thing with crowns is, it isn't the putting them on that's the problem, it's the taking them off.

And the people next door oppress me all night long. I tell them, I work all day, a man's got to have some time to learn to play the tuba. That's oppression, that is. If I'm not under the heel of the oppressor, I don't know who is.

Life doesn't happen in chapters - at least, not regular ones.

If per capita was a problem, decapita could be arranged.