Sublime

in certain sections of society there is a distinct cachet in killing an assassin. It’s rather like smashing a sixer in conkers. Broadly, therefore, the three even now lurching across the deserted planks of the Brass Bridge were dead drunk assassins and the men behind them were bent on inserting the significant comma.

from a universe where things are less as they are and more like people imagine them to be,

The Luggage said nothing, but louder this time.

And it all meant this: that there are hardly any excesses of the most crazed psychopath that cannot easily be duplicated by a normal, kindly family man who just comes in to work every day and has a job to do.

well going on about pure logic and how the universe was ruled by logic and the harmony of numbers, but the plain fact of the matter was that the Disc was manifestly traversing space on the back of a giant turtle and the gods had a habit of going around to atheists’ houses and smashing their windows.

THE SUN ROSE slowly, as if it wasn’t sure it was worth all the effort.

‘They say a little knowledge is a dangerous thing, but it is not one half so bad as a lot of ignorance.’

Leave the last word on the anthropic principle to Douglas Adams: ‘Imagine a puddle waking up one morning and thinking, “This is an interesting world I find myself in – an interesting hole I find myself in – fits me rather neatly, doesn’t it? In fact it fits me staggeringly well, may have been made to have me in it!”’