Why bother with a cunning plan when a simple one will do?

I'd like to walk on the moon (and return).

There's no point in killing an opponent... There's no triumph over a corpse, but a beaten opponent, who will remain beaten every day of the remainder of their sad and wretched life, is something to treasure.

Fantasy is uni-age. You can start it in the creche, and it follows you to death.

Someone out there was about to find that their worst nightmare was a maddened Librarian. With a badge.

The thing is, I mean, there’s times when you look at the universe and you think, “What about me?” and you can just hear the universe replying, “Well, what about you?”

I dinna trust him," said Slightly Mad Angus. "He reads books an' such.