Who shall I shoot? You choose. Now, listen very carefully: where's your coffee? You've got coffee, haven't you? C'mon, everyone's got coffee! Spill the beans!

Building a temple didn't mean you believed in gods, it just meant you believed in architecture.

… people didn't seem to be able to remember what it was like with the elves around. Life was certainly more interesting then, but usually because it was shorter. And it was more colorful, if you liked the color of blood.

If cats looked like frogs we'd realize what nasty, cruel little bastards they are. Style. That's what people remember.

Yes, but people have got to believe that, or what's the point MY POINT EXACTLY.

Ninety percent of true love is acute, ear-burning embarrassment.

A hardback's harder at Christmas time because that's a good hardback buying time.