You know, I never imagined there were he-dryads. Not even in an oak tree." One of the giants grinned at him. Druellae snorted. "Stupid! Where do you think acorns come from?

The intelligence of the creature known as a crowd, is the square root of the number of people in it.

Nac Mac Feegle! The Wee Free Men! Nae king! Nae quin! Nae laird! Nae master! We willna' be fooled again!

You were the kind of kid who couldn't see the difference between throwing rocks at a cat and setting it on fire.

You will have to look a long way before you find a bunch of scum-suckers more greedy, humourless and deserving of death than the suits in the music business.

It was amazing how many friends you could make by being bad at things, provided you were bad enough to be funny.

I have, before now, waited for a pen to perform a macro.