“What was it about women and crying that made me feel like crap? They must have guilt pheromones in their tears.”

“Everything occurred in phases. The "Holy Crap, We're Dead!" phase was marked by mass hysteria. Mass euphoria resulted from the "Holy Crap, We're Free of Life's Burdens!" phase. Now things had shifted into the "Holy Crap, We Can Do Whatever We Want!" phase in which mass indulgence made the ancient Romans look like teetotalers.”

“I tried to beat the crap out of someone's fist with my face”

“Those are Klingon and Federation ships," I said. "You're a nerd, Shelton, but, holy crap, do I love this.”

“Besides, we have the one the God Hand wishes to see." "What about the God foot?" I said. "Or the God pinky finger?”

“Anil may have been human, but he thought like Rrilk," Phiirr said. "And I never found out what a Twinkie was.”

“What the hell is wrong with me? And who is Nibbles?”