He’sh mad?’ ‘Sort of mad. But mad with lots of money.’ ‘Ah, then he can’t be mad. I’ve been around; if a man hash lotsh of money he’sh just ecshentric.

That was always the dream, wasn't it? 'I wish I'd known then what I know now'? But when you got older you found out that you NOW wasn't YOU then. You then was a twerp. You then was what you had to be to start out on the rocky road of becoming you now, and one of the rocky patches on that road was being a twerp.

This time it had been magic. And it didn't stop being magic just because you found out how it was done.

The enemy isn’t men, or women, it’s bloody stupid people and no-one has the right to be stupid.

Happiness is not the natural state of mankind, and is never achieved from the outside in.

My name is unpronounceable in your tongue, woman,” it said. “I’ll be the judge of that,” warned Granny, and added, “Don’t call me woman.” “Very well. My name is WxrtHltl-jwlpklz,” said the demon smugly.

He was, he would be the first to admit, a coward, an incompetent, and not even very good at being a failure.