Greatest Sentence of All Time?

[Fenris]

Alright let's see if someone recognizes this:

"Though likely to attack only in cold blood, and killing only for money, they remained masters of the low blow and the gang-up. They were crack shots and very handy with all sorts of equalizers, and any small, slow, and stupid beast that turned it's back on a group of boggies was looking for a stomping"

Man, it's hard to type it without twittering

 

[Thotas]

Fenris, I may be wrong, 'cause I haven't read it in ages, but the reference to "a group of boggies" makes me guess "Bored of the Rings".

As for the long quote I posted a couple of days ago, it's Tom Holt. Holt is a British author who writes humorous fantasy, so I wanted to see if he got recognition on this thread full of quotes by the clever Adams and the glorious Pratchett. He's got a different style from either of theirs, but I recommend that fans of theirs check him out. That quote was from the best Holt I've read so far, "Expecting Someone Taller".

 

[Conaill]

No way is that the greatest sentence of all time. I mean, it has to compete with these, for starters.

Gotta love this one:

The bone-chilling scream split the warm summer night in two, the first half being before the scream when it was fairly balmy and calm and pleasant for those who hadn't heard the scream at all, but not calm or balmy or even very nice for those who did hear the scream, discounting the little period of time during the actual scream itself when your ears might have been hearing it but your brain wasn't reacting yet to let you know.
--Patricia E. Presutti, Lewiston, New York (1986 Winner)



[edit] Or last year's winner, for that matter:

She resolved to end the love affair with Ramon tonight . . . summarily, like Martha Stewart ripping the sand vein out of a shrimp's tail . . . though the term "love affair" now struck her as a ridiculous euphemism . . . not unlike "sand vein," which is after all an intestine, not a vein . . . and that tarry substance inside certainly isn't sand . . . and that brought her back to Ramon.
Dave Zobel, Manhattan Beach, CA (2004 Winner)

 

[freebfrost]

"[Pollution] had taken over when Pestilence, muttering about penicilin, had retired in 1936."

-- Good Omens by Neil Gaiman and Terry Pratchett; about the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse.

 

[Rel]

"He was one hundred and seventy days dying and not yet dead."