The Second Mouse Gets The Cheese!

Speak Softly And Employ A Huge Man With A Crowbar.

Theres No Stink More Sorrorful Than The Stink Of Wet, Burnt Paper. It Means: The End.

When In Doubt, Choose To Live.

-oh Yes? Can You Identify Yourself? -certainly. I'd Know Me Anywhere.

He Felt That The Darkness Was Full Of Unimaginable Horrors - And The Trouble With Unimaginable Horrors Was That They Were Only Too Easy To Imagine.