What's the good of having mastery over cosmic balance and knowing the secrets of fate if you can't blow something up?

The librarians were mysterious. It was said they could tell what book you needed just by looking at you, and they could take your voice away with a word.

I used to think that I was stupid, and then I met philosophers.

A push-and-go wooden duck on wheels can cause quite a lot of damage if wielded with enough force.

Neither of my parents went to church, but they did everything that you needed to do to be Christian. That's something a Quaker would call an intimation of the divine.

Priests were metal-reinforced overshoes. They saved your soles. This is an Assassin joke.

Some people believe that when you die, you cross the River of Death and have to pay the ferryman. People don’t seem to worry about that these days. Perhaps there’s a bridge now.