"...we can liberate our minds from the control of the vile Aristolochia... we need not supplicate our bodies to their corrupt purposes. This is the truth that has been kept hidden from us for a hundred centuries!" -- Glenn Grant

"You must feel, Aubretia! You must embrace the duality! Truth is the only udder and all seekers must suckle or die!" -- Patrick O'Leary

"Morality is more vital than peace and stability based on lies and Lesbianism." -- Charles Eric Maine, World Without Men (1958)

"The characters are just like you and me, except that they have super powers and very satisfying sex lives." -- Craig Shaw Gardner

"Down, down, down the drops plummeted like insane descendents of Icarus." -- Patrick O'Leary

"The drops of rain had descended-- descended and struck the surface of the planet, and then millions fell, and thousands of millions, then millions of millions; trillions of quadrillions..." -- Lionel Roberts (R.L. Fanthorpe), Hand of Doom (1960)

"Damn the robot assassins! He was pulling back on the stick, letting the Space Hawk spread its wings and climb. It was too late to settle things with his father, now that his mother had been captured. How ironic! Down below, torpedoes were laying down dots and dashes of killer light, like a Morse code of death." -- Yves Meynard

"You can't get roast beef in the stratosphere,' said Philip. 'We're lucky to be alive at all, and I'm hanged if I know how we're going to get-- but never mind that now.'" -- Prof. A.M. Low, Adrift in the Stratosphere (1936)

"Poseidon and his companions venture north, sliding deeper into the arduous struggle against mutant dwarf clans, laser-armed huntsmen, and fanatical ice trolls." -- Glenn Grant

"Before the shocking climax of Volume One he must spar with the barbarian Warrior Valor. He must debate the tortuously long-winded Wolf and teach him brevity. He must grapple with Lady Lust and restore her Maidenhood." -- Patrick O'Leary

The Song of the Nightbird, second stanza:

"Hot blood waft steam in night air cold/ Bones sleep enrobed in eldritch mold/ Yet still, o'er carnage there lifts a voice/ to make the very dead rejoice." -- Glenn Grant

"Hot blood waft steam in night air cold./ I quaff a Pepsi, for I am bold./ No more for me the poet's basement./ For I have discovered product placement!" -- Craig Shaw Gardner