"Oh, hullo, Worthing," he said in a cheery manner. "How are things?" "Outlook stormy with a chance of scattered death moving in randomly from all poi… - Jasper Fforde

The numbers were too great for HiberTech to hide what had happened. As it was, well-engineered corporate surprise, orchestrated bafflement, faux delight, suitable soul-searching and feigned contrition won the day.

"Agree?"
"Yes, ma'am."
"I don't like subordinates always agreeing," she said. "Sycophants have no place in my department. You're to speak your mind when the opportunity calls for it."
"How will I know when that is?"
"I shall inform you."

"The ChronoGuard has shut itself down, and time travel is as it should be: technically, logically and theoretically…impossible."
"Good thing, too," replied Landen. "It always made my head ache. In fact I was thinking of doing a self-help book for SF novelists eager to write about time travel. It would consist of a single word: Don't."