A miracle of fireworks

Neil Gaiman has written a lot of words over the years, and I've liked a fair few of them, but nothing has been living in my head quite like the line right at the end of his first Miracleman story, where he has Huey Moon talk about the very specific noise that a group of human beings make when they see fireworks explode in the air above them.

I haven't been able to see any kind of fireworks display for years and years without that line coming out of the back of my brain to show its bare arse.