Everything Is Out There If You Know

Among The Gods, There Is A Dispute As To Which One Of Them Originally Thought Of Christianity; Or, As They Call It, The Great Leg Pull. Apollo Has The Best Claim, But A Sizeable Minority Support Pluto, Ex-god Of The Dead, On The Grounds That He Has A Really Sick Sense Of Humour. How Would It Be, Suggested The Unidentified God, If First We Tell Them All To Love Their Neighbour, Pack In The Killing And Thieving, And Be Nice To Each Other. Then We Let Them Start Burning Heretics.

Luck, Like A Russian Car, Generally Only Works If You Push It.

At Any Given Time, Ninety-nine-point-nine-five Per Cent Of The Human Race Are A Confounded Nuisance

Poetry Is One Of The Few Nasty Childhood Habits I've Managed To Grow Out Of

Genies Rarely Have Nightmares, For The Same Reason That Elephants Don't Usually Worry About Being Trampled Underfoot. With The Possible Exception Of Bottles, There's Nothing In The Cosmos Large Enough Or Malicious Enough To Frighten Them, Or Stupid Enough To Try.