There was a man and he had eight sons. Apart from that, he was nothing more than a comma on the page of History. It's sad, but that's all you can say about some people.

Aziraphale. The Enemy, of course. But an enemy for six thousand years now, which made him a sort of friend.

I’m a witch. It’s what we do. When it’s nobody else’s business, it’s my business.

Wisdom comes from experience. Experience is often a result of lack of wisdom.

Most modern fantasy just rearranges the furniture in Tolkien's attic.

The landscape was snow and green ice on broken mountains. These weren't old mountains, worn down by time and weather and full of gentle ski slopes, but young, sulky, adolescent mountains. They held secret ravines and merciless crevices. One yodel out of place would attract, not the jolly echo of a lonely goatherd, but fifty tons of express-delivery snow.

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