But ye gotta know where ye're just gonna rush in. Ye cannae just rush in anywhere. It looks bad, havin' to rush oout again straight awa'.

Thou shalt not submit thy god to market forces.

You can't find a hermit to teach you herming, because of course that rather spoils the whole thing.

The IQ of a mob is the IQ of its dumbest member divided by the number of mobsters.

Most gods throw dice, but Fate plays chess, and you don't find out til too late that he's been playing with two queens all along.

It's not worth doing something unless you were doing something that someone, somewere, would much rather you weren't doing.

Got to be worth a try, I suppose," said Crowley. "It's not as if I haven't got lots of other work to do, God knows." His forehead creased for a moment, and then he slapped the steering wheel triumphantly. "Ducks!" he shouted. "What?" "That's what water slides off!" Aziraphale took a deep breath. "Just drive the car, please," he said wearily.