From Good Omens:
“If you want to imagine the future, imagine a boy and his dog and his friends. And a summer that never ends.
“And if you want to imagine the future, imagine a boot . . . no, imagine a sneaker, laces trailing, kicking a pebble; imagine a stick, to poke at interesting things, and throw for a dog that may or may not decide to retrieve it; imagine a tuneless whistle, pounding some luckless popular song into insensibility; imagine a figure, half angel, half devil, all human . . .
“Slouching hopefully towards Tadfield . . .
” . . . forever.”