The reason that clichés become clichés is that they are the hammers and screwdrivers in the toolbox of communication.

Don't stick your nose where someone can pull it off and eat it.

You're allowed to grant people into the darkness, but you must allow them to come out again.

It's hard to be famous and alive.

We live and learn, or, perhaps more importantly we learn and live.

He helped the Librarian up. There was a red glow in the ape's eyes. It had tried to steal his books. This was probably the best proof any wizard could require that the trolleys were brainless.

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.