Don't wish, Miss Tick had said. Do things.

“Mr Pin lit a cigar. Smoking was his one vice. at least, it was his only vice th…”

“Well, Hell was worse, of course, by definition. But Crowley remembered what Hea…”

“Aziraphale. The Enemy, of course. But an enemy for six thousand years now, whic…”

“... and had a face like a bulldog licking vinegar off a thistle...”