Granny knew all about bad fortune-telling. It was harder than the real thing. You needed a good imagination.

Aliens don't get stuck in air ducts. It's practically a well-known fact.

The only really sane person in there is Igor, and possibly the turnip. And I'm not sure about the turnip.

...no-one is finally dead until the ripples they cause in the world die away... The span of someone's life, they say, is only the core of their actual existence.

Creatures which, lacking mankind's superior brain power, did not concern themselves with finding someone to blame, and instead tried to find someone to eat.

Tomorrow is the first day of the rest of our lives.

The enemy isn’t men, or women, it’s bloody stupid people and no-one has the right to be stupid.