He looked up at them, a scruffy Napoleon with his laces trailing, exiled to a rose-trellised Elba.

His parents called him Youngster. They did this in the subconcious hope that he might take the hint. Wensleydale gave the impression of having been born with a mental age of 47.

People couldn't become truly holy, he said, unless they also had the opportunity to be definitively wicked.

Evil in general does not sleep, and therefore doesn't see why anyone else should.

One of the highlights of the first Good Omens tour was Neil and I walking through New York singing Shoehorn with Teeth. Well, we'd had a good breakfast. And you don't get mugged, either.

But the purpose of the book is not the horror, it is horror's defeat.

Oh, he did his best to make their short lives miserable, because that was his job, but nothing he could think up was half as bad as the stuff they thought up themselves.

You do know you could find yourself charged with being a dominant species while under the influence of impulse-driven consumerism, don't you?

I don't see what's so triffic about creating people as people and then gettin' upset 'cos they act like people.

He'd been an angel once. He hadn't meant to Fall. He'd just hung around with the wrong people.

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

The answer isn't more time but a greater awareness of the time we have.

It is common sense to take a method and try it. If it fails admit it frankly and try another but above all try something.

What a nation needs more than anything else is not a Christian ruler in the palace but a Christian prophet within earshot.

For a country to have a great writer is like having a second government. That is why no regime has ever loved great writers, only minor ones.

There is no sinner in the world, however much at enmity with God, who cannot recover God's grace by recourse to Mary, and by asking her assistance.

Recognize that you are a spiritual being who is part of a large cosmic family of spiritual beings. You have the power, strength, and talent to fulfill your own individual earthly destiny.

We have roots that grow towards each other underground. And when all the pretty blossom has fallen from our branches we find that we are one tree and not two.

Fear drives the wretched to prayer

She flashes me a smile so devastating that it could even make an atheist believe in God.

You are the Protector of the Small. You see real people in the humans and animals overlooked by your peers. There will always be work for you.