Just imagine how terrible it might have been if we’d been at all competent.

Solomon counted out the coins very slowly and in silence, and then said, "Are you certain you weren't born Jewish?""No," said Dodger. "I've looked. I'm not, but thanks for the compliment.

Neither Deluge Nor Ice Storm Nor The Black Silence Of The Netherhells Shall Stay These Messengers About Their Sacred Buisness. Do Not Ask Us About Sabre-Tooth Tigers, Tar Pits, Big Green Things With Teeth Or The Goddess Czol.

There have been better attempts at marching, and they have been made by penguins.

I commend my soul to any god that can find it.

Making money is good, but there's no pockets in a shroud.

Moist had seen the Falls before and that's just what they were...falls. Pretty good falls by the standard of falls, but once you'd looked at them for a few minutes undoubtedly someone would say; 'Where can we get a coffee around here?

Rob turned the rustling pages and grinned.'Ach, she's writ here: "Oh, the dear Feegles ha' turned up again,"' he said. This met with general applause.'Ach, what a kind girl she is tae write that,' said Billy Bigchin. 'Can I see?'He read: "Oh dear, the Feegles have turned up again."'Ah,' he said.

Probably the last man who knew how it worked had been tortured to death years before. Or as soon as it was installed. Killing the creator was a traditional method of patent protection.