God does not play games with His loyal servants', said the Metatron, but in a worried tone of voice.'Whoopee', said Crowley.

DON'T THINK OF IT AS DYING, said Death. JUST THINK OF IT AS LEAVING EARLY TO AVOID THE RUSH.

Commander, I always used to consider that you had a definite anti-authoritarian streak in you.”“Sir?”“It seems that you have managed to retain this even though you are authority.”“Sir?”“That’s practically zen.

I don't want unnecessary violence, sergeant,' said Blouse.'Right you are, sir!' said the sergeant. 'Carborundum! First man comes through that door runnin', I want him nailed to the wall!' He caught the lieutenant's eye, and added: 'But not too hard!

It was raining in the small, mountainous country of Llamedos. It was always raining in Llamedos. Rain was the country's main export. It had rain mines.

There were a lot of things he could say. 'Son of a bitch!' would have been a good one. Or he could say, 'Welcome to civilization!' He could have said, 'Laugh this one off!' He might have said, 'Fetch!' But he didn’t, because if he had said any of those things then he’d have known that what he had just done was murder.