Where's the pleasure in bein' the winner if the loser ain't alive to know they've lost?

Oh, he did his best to make their short lives miserable, because that was his job, but nothing he could think up was half as bad as the stuff they thought up themselves.

I read the best works of some of the best satirists, and indeed best writers from the beginning of the Victorian era to about the 1960s. If you want to be a blacksmith, you go and watch the blacksmith working, and you work out what the blacksmith does.

Were you proposing to shoot these people in cold blood, sergeant?" "Nossir. Just a warning shot inna head, sir.

You can't kill me, I've got a magic... AAAARGH !

I thought unicorns were more . . . Fluffy.

Sometimes, the best answer is a more interesting question.