In theory it was, around now, Literature. Susan hated Literature. She'd much prefer to read a good book.

Granny Weatherwax was not a good loser. From her point of view, losing was something that happened to other people.

Now he knew: They were real. Who’d make up a thing like this? Okay, one of them was a cheese that rolled around of its own accord, but nobody was perfect.

Needless to say, they refused to submit to the Empire, conducting such a persistent guerrilla war that the Romans gave up hope of conquering Scotland, and the Wee Free Men remained both wee and free.

Personally, I think the best motto for an educational establishment is: 'Or Would You Rather Be a Mule?'

Evolution was far more thrilling to me than the biblical account. Who would not rather be a rising ape than a falling angel? To my juvenile eyes, Darwin was proved true every day. It doesn't take much to make us flip back into monkeys again.

-Oh yes? Can you identify yourself? -Certainly. I'd know me anywhere.