His mind worked fast, flying in emergency supplies of common sense, as human minds do, to construct a huge anchor in sanity and prove that what happened hadn't really happened and, if it had happened, hadn't happened much.

"I'm sorry, I just got carried away," hissed Aziraphale.

The conflict is not between Christianity and Islam or between East and West - instead, it is between stupid people and other stupid people.

He sighed. It had come to this. He was a responsible authority, and people could use terms like "core values" at him with impunity.

It was so loud and so deep, it wasn't really sound at all, just something that turned the air hard and then hit you with it.

The key to winning, as always, was looking as if you had every right, nay, duty to be where you were. It helped if you could also suggest in every line of your body that no one else had any rights to be doing anything, anywhere, whatsoever.

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