“Ahh! They're all just pins!”

“See a pin and pick it up, and, all day long, you'll have a pin.”

“Uh. . . why does your partner keep saying 'ing.' Mr Pin?"..."Speech impediment.' said Pin.”

“Mr Pin lit a cigar. Smoking was his one vice. at least, it was his only vice that he thought of as a vice. The others were just job skills.”

“Anyway, if you stop tellin' people it's all sorted out afer they're dead, they might try sorting it all out while they're alive. ”

“Just because someone's a member of an ethnic minority doesn't mean they're not a nasty small-minded little jerk.”

“Ah," said Mr Pin. "Right. I remember. You are concerned citizens." He knew about concerned citizens. Wherever they were, they all spoke the same private language, where 'traditional values' meant 'hang someone'.”