Marla

“Susan . . . it wasn't a good name, was it? It wasn't a truly bad name, it wasn't like poor Iodine in the fourth form, or Nigella, a name which meant "oops, we wanted a boy." But it was dull. Susan. Sue. Good old Sue. It was a name that made sandwiches, kept its head in difficult circumstances, and could reliably look after other people's children.
It was a name used by no queens or goddesses anywhere.
And you couldn't do much even with the spelling. You could turn it into Suzi, and it sounded as though you danced on tables for a living. You could put in a Z and a couple of Ns and an E, but it still looked like a name with extensions built on. It was as bad as Sara, a name that cried out for a prosthetic H.”
― Terry Pratchett, Soul Music

“And then his world turned into a pelting rain of flaming snot.”
― Lois McMaster Bujold, Gentleman Jole and the Red Queen

“Then the oil from the coach-lamps ignites and there is a second explosion, out of which rolls - because there are certain conventions, even in tragedy - a burning wheel.”
― Terry Pratchett, Soul Music

“It could be surprisingly hard to counter Plain Stupid. Even by heroic measures.”
― Lois McMaster Bujold, Gentleman Jole and the Red Queen (Vorkosigan Saga