In the Ramtops village where they dance the real Morris dance, for example, they believe that no-one is finally dead until the ripples they cause in the world die away - until the clock he wound up winds down, until the wine she made has finished its ferment, until the crop they planted is harvested. The span of someone's life, they say, is only the core of their actual existence.

(About sweeping).... What he was in FACT doing was moving the dirt around with a broom, to give it a change of scenery and a chance to make new friends.

We've got a lot of experience of not having any experience

There is always time for another last minute

Her singing always cheered him up. Life seemed so much brighter when she stopped.

I'll be more enthusiastic about encouraging thinking outside the box when there's evidence of any thinking going on inside it.

Imagination is only intelligence having fun. A healthy mind knows how to switch between worlds, and which one you need to eat and sleep in.