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[[folder: Thief of Time]]
->The trouble was that he was the kind of person who, having decided to be an interesting person, would first of all try to find a book called ''How to Be an Interesting Person'' and then see whether there were any courses available.
->Genius is always allowed some leeway, once the hammer has been pried from its hands and the blood has been cleaned up.
->She tossed the ball into the wastepaper basket. She never missed. Sometimes the basket moved in order to ensure that this was the case.
->Wen considered the nature of time and understood that the universe is, instant by instant, re-created anew. Therefore, he understood, there is, in truth, no Past, only a memory of the Past. Blink your eyes, and the world you see next did not exist when you closed them. Therefore, he said, the only appropriate state of the mind is surprise. The only appropriate state of the heart is joy. The sky you see now, you have never seen before. The perfect moment is now. Be glad of it.
--> Why Wen was eternally surprised
->'''Igor:''' “Oh, yeth. We are ready to grathp the future with both handth, thur.”
->'''Jeremy:'''“—And four thumbs—”
->'''Igor:''' “Yeth, thur. We can grathp like ''anything''.”
->There may, as the philosopher says, be no spoon, although this begs the question of why there is the idea of soup.
->'''Jeremy:''' “This one is signed by someone called Mad Doctor Scoop.”
->'''Igor:''' “Oh, he wathn’t actually ''named'' Mad, thur. It wath more like a nickname, ath it were.”
->'''Jeremy:''' “Was he mad, then?”
->'''Igor:''' “Who can thay, thur.”
->'''Jeremy:''' “And Crazed Baron Haha? It says under Reason for Leaving that he was crushed by a burning windmill.”
->'''Igor:''' “Cathe of mithtaken identity, thur.”
->'''Jeremy:''' “Really?”
->'''Igor:''' “Yeth, thur. I underthtand the mob mithtook him for Thcreaming Doctor Berthserk, thur.”
->'''Jeremy:''' “Oh. Ah, yes. Who you also worked for, I see.”
->'''Igor:''' “Yeth, thur.”
->'''Jeremy:''' “And who died of blood poisoning?”
->'''Igor:''' “Yeth, thur. Cauthed by a dirty pitchfork.”
->'''Jeremy:''' “And… Nipsie the Impaler?”
->'''Igor:''' “Er… would you believe he ran a kebab thhop, thur?”
->'''Jeremy:''' “Did he?”
->'''Igor:''' “Not ''conventionally'' tho, thur.”
->“My name,” said Lu-Tze, leaning on his broom as the irate ting raised a hand, “[[FamedInStory is Lu-Tze]].”
-> The dojo went silent. The attacker paused in midbellow.
->“—Ai! Hao—''gng! Gnh? [[OhCrap Ohsheeeeeeohsheeeeeee…”]] ''
->“Do not act incautiously when confronting a little bald wrinkly smiling man!”
--> Rule One
->If children were weapons, Jason would have been banned by international treaty. Jason had doting parents and an attention span of minus several seconds, except when it came to inventive cruelty to small furry animals, when he could be quite patient. Jason kicked, punched, bit, and spat. His artwork had even frightened the life out of Miss Smith, who could generally find something nice to say about any child. He was definitely a boy with special needs. In the view of the staff, they began with an exorcism.
->“No one would be that stu—”
->Susan stopped. Of course someone would be that stupid. Some humans would do anything to see if it was possible to do it. If you put a large switch in some cave somewhere, with a sign on it saying “End-of-the-World Switch. PLEASE DO NOT TOUCH,” [[SchmuckBait the paint wouldn’t even have time to dry]].
->'''Madam Frout:''' “Algebra? But that’s far too difficult for seven-year-olds!”
->'''Susan:''' “Yes, but I didn’t tell them that and [[AchievementsInIgnorance so far they haven’t found out]].”
->A chocolate you did not want to eat does not count as chocolate. This discovery is from the same branch of culinary physics that determined that food eaten while walking along contains no calories.
->History needs shepherds, not butchers.
->'''Jeremy:''' “I’m not ''sure'' I’ve got any work for you, though. “I’ve got a new commission, but I’m not sure how… anyway, ''I’m'' not insane!”
->'''Igor:''' “That’th not compulthory, thur.”
->'''Jeremy:''' “I’ve actually got a piece of paper that ''says'' I’m not, you know.”
->'''Igor:''' “Well ''done'', thur.”
->'''Jeremy:''' “Not many people have one of those!”
->'''Igor:''' “Very true, thur.”
->Igor had to admit it. When it came to getting weird things done, sane beat mad hands down.
->Igors did not believe in “Forbidden Knowledge” and “Things Man Was Not Meant to Know” but obviously there were ''some'' things a man was not meant to know, such as what it felt like to have every single particle of your body sucked into a little hole, and that seemed to be one of the options available in the immediate future.
->An Igor soon learned a secret way out of any castle and where to stash an overnight bag. In the words of one of the founding Igors: “''We'' belong dead? Excuthe me? Where doth it thay ‘we’?”
->The Auditors avoided death by never going so far as to get a life. They strove to be as indistinguishable as hydrogen atoms, and with none of the latter’s joie de vivre.
->“It’s very important that you are all heavily armed. It makes it fairer.”
->Every society needs a cry like that, but only in a very few do they come out with the complete, unvarnished version, which is “Remember-The-Atrocity-Committed-Against-Us-Last-Time-That-Will-Excuse-The-Atrocity-That-We’re-About-To-Commit-Today! And So On! Hurrah!”
->The cat, a feral ginger tom, flicked a serrated ear and curled up in a tighter ball. Anything that could survive in Ankh-Morpork’s alleys, with their abandoned swamp dragons, dog packs, and furriers’ agents, was not about to open even one eye for a bunch of floating nightdresses.
->Sometimes the gods have no taste at all. They allow sunrises and sunsets in ridiculous pink and blue hues that any professional artist would dismiss as the work of some enthusiastic amateur who’d never looked at a real sunset. This was one of those sunrises. It was the kind of sunrise a man rises and looks at and says, “No ''real'' sunrise could paint the sky Surgical Appliance Pink.”
-> Nevertheless, it was beautiful.[[hottip:*: But not tasteful.]]
->Lu-Tze had long considered that everything happens for a reason, except possibly football.
->“And the Angel clothéd all in white opened the Iron Book, and a ''fifth'' rider appeared in a chariot of burning ice, and there was a snapping of laws and a breaking of bonds and the multitudes cried ‘Oh God, we’re in trouble now!’”
--> First Edition Book of Om, Prophecies of Tobrun, chapter two, verse seven
->Susan was sensible. It was, she knew, a major character flaw. It did not make you popular, or cheerful, and — this seemed to her to be the most unfair bit — it didn’t even make you ''right''.
->In fact, they actually ''preferred'' chocolate made mostly from milk, sugar, suet, hooves, lips, miscellaneous squeezings, rat droppings, plaster, flies, tallow, bits of tree, hair, lint, spiders, and powdered cocoa husks. This meant that, according to the food standards of the great chocolate centers in Borogravia and Quirm, Ankh-Morpork chocolate was formally classed as “cheese” and only escaped, through being the wrong color, being defined as “tile grout.”
->[[AC: exactly. only, while it is true we have to ride out, it doesn't say anywhere against ''whom''.]]
->"No one is even sure that taupe is a proper color!”
->"Because in this world, after everyone panics, there’s always got to be someone to tip the wee out of the shoe."
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->The trouble was that he was the kind of person who, having decided to be an interesting person, would first of all try to find a book called ''How to Be an Interesting Person'' and then see whether there were any courses available.
->Genius is always allowed some leeway, once the hammer has been pried from its hands and the blood has been cleaned up.
->She tossed the ball into the wastepaper basket. She never missed. Sometimes the basket moved in order to ensure that this was the case.
->Wen considered the nature of time and understood that the universe is, instant by instant, re-created anew. Therefore, he understood, there is, in truth, no Past, only a memory of the Past. Blink your eyes, and the world you see next did not exist when you closed them. Therefore, he said, the only appropriate state of the mind is surprise. The only appropriate state of the heart is joy. The sky you see now, you have never seen before. The perfect moment is now. Be glad of it.
--> Why Wen was eternally surprised
->'''Igor:''' “Oh, yeth. We are ready to grathp the future with both handth, thur.”
->'''Jeremy:'''“—And four thumbs—”
->'''Igor:''' “Yeth, thur. We can grathp like ''anything''.”
->There may, as the philosopher says, be no spoon, although this begs the question of why there is the idea of soup.
->'''Jeremy:''' “This one is signed by someone called Mad Doctor Scoop.”
->'''Igor:''' “Oh, he wathn’t actually ''named'' Mad, thur. It wath more like a nickname, ath it were.”
->'''Jeremy:''' “Was he mad, then?”
->'''Igor:''' “Who can thay, thur.”
->'''Jeremy:''' “And Crazed Baron Haha? It says under Reason for Leaving that he was crushed by a burning windmill.”
->'''Igor:''' “Cathe of mithtaken identity, thur.”
->'''Jeremy:''' “Really?”
->'''Igor:''' “Yeth, thur. I underthtand the mob mithtook him for Thcreaming Doctor Berthserk, thur.”
->'''Jeremy:''' “Oh. Ah, yes. Who you also worked for, I see.”
->'''Igor:''' “Yeth, thur.”
->'''Jeremy:''' “And who died of blood poisoning?”
->'''Igor:''' “Yeth, thur. Cauthed by a dirty pitchfork.”
->'''Jeremy:''' “And… Nipsie the Impaler?”
->'''Igor:''' “Er… would you believe he ran a kebab thhop, thur?”
->'''Jeremy:''' “Did he?”
->'''Igor:''' “Not ''conventionally'' tho, thur.”
->“My name,” said Lu-Tze, leaning on his broom as the irate ting raised a hand, “[[FamedInStory is Lu-Tze]].”
-> The dojo went silent. The attacker paused in midbellow.
->“—Ai! Hao—''gng! Gnh? [[OhCrap Ohsheeeeeeohsheeeeeee…”]] ''
->“Do not act incautiously when confronting a little bald wrinkly smiling man!”
--> Rule One
->If children were weapons, Jason would have been banned by international treaty. Jason had doting parents and an attention span of minus several seconds, except when it came to inventive cruelty to small furry animals, when he could be quite patient. Jason kicked, punched, bit, and spat. His artwork had even frightened the life out of Miss Smith, who could generally find something nice to say about any child. He was definitely a boy with special needs. In the view of the staff, they began with an exorcism.
->“No one would be that stu—”
->Susan stopped. Of course someone would be that stupid. Some humans would do anything to see if it was possible to do it. If you put a large switch in some cave somewhere, with a sign on it saying “End-of-the-World Switch. PLEASE DO NOT TOUCH,” [[SchmuckBait the paint wouldn’t even have time to dry]].
->'''Madam Frout:''' “Algebra? But that’s far too difficult for seven-year-olds!”
->'''Susan:''' “Yes, but I didn’t tell them that and [[AchievementsInIgnorance so far they haven’t found out]].”
->A chocolate you did not want to eat does not count as chocolate. This discovery is from the same branch of culinary physics that determined that food eaten while walking along contains no calories.
->History needs shepherds, not butchers.
->'''Jeremy:''' “I’m not ''sure'' I’ve got any work for you, though. “I’ve got a new commission, but I’m not sure how… anyway, ''I’m'' not insane!”
->'''Igor:''' “That’th not compulthory, thur.”
->'''Jeremy:''' “I’ve actually got a piece of paper that ''says'' I’m not, you know.”
->'''Igor:''' “Well ''done'', thur.”
->'''Jeremy:''' “Not many people have one of those!”
->'''Igor:''' “Very true, thur.”
->Igor had to admit it. When it came to getting weird things done, sane beat mad hands down.
->Igors did not believe in “Forbidden Knowledge” and “Things Man Was Not Meant to Know” but obviously there were ''some'' things a man was not meant to know, such as what it felt like to have every single particle of your body sucked into a little hole, and that seemed to be one of the options available in the immediate future.
->An Igor soon learned a secret way out of any castle and where to stash an overnight bag. In the words of one of the founding Igors: “''We'' belong dead? Excuthe me? Where doth it thay ‘we’?”
->The Auditors avoided death by never going so far as to get a life. They strove to be as indistinguishable as hydrogen atoms, and with none of the latter’s joie de vivre.
->“It’s very important that you are all heavily armed. It makes it fairer.”
->Every society needs a cry like that, but only in a very few do they come out with the complete, unvarnished version, which is “Remember-The-Atrocity-Committed-Against-Us-Last-Time-That-Will-Excuse-The-Atrocity-That-We’re-About-To-Commit-Today! And So On! Hurrah!”
->The cat, a feral ginger tom, flicked a serrated ear and curled up in a tighter ball. Anything that could survive in Ankh-Morpork’s alleys, with their abandoned swamp dragons, dog packs, and furriers’ agents, was not about to open even one eye for a bunch of floating nightdresses.
->Sometimes the gods have no taste at all. They allow sunrises and sunsets in ridiculous pink and blue hues that any professional artist would dismiss as the work of some enthusiastic amateur who’d never looked at a real sunset. This was one of those sunrises. It was the kind of sunrise a man rises and looks at and says, “No ''real'' sunrise could paint the sky Surgical Appliance Pink.”
-> Nevertheless, it was beautiful.[[hottip:*: But not tasteful.]]
->Lu-Tze had long considered that everything happens for a reason, except possibly football.
->“And the Angel clothéd all in white opened the Iron Book, and a ''fifth'' rider appeared in a chariot of burning ice, and there was a snapping of laws and a breaking of bonds and the multitudes cried ‘Oh God, we’re in trouble now!’”
--> First Edition Book of Om, Prophecies of Tobrun, chapter two, verse seven
->Susan was sensible. It was, she knew, a major character flaw. It did not make you popular, or cheerful, and — this seemed to her to be the most unfair bit — it didn’t even make you ''right''.
->In fact, they actually ''preferred'' chocolate made mostly from milk, sugar, suet, hooves, lips, miscellaneous squeezings, rat droppings, plaster, flies, tallow, bits of tree, hair, lint, spiders, and powdered cocoa husks. This meant that, according to the food standards of the great chocolate centers in Borogravia and Quirm, Ankh-Morpork chocolate was formally classed as “cheese” and only escaped, through being the wrong color, being defined as “tile grout.”
->[[AC: exactly. only, while it is true we have to ride out, it doesn't say anywhere against ''whom''.]]
->"No one is even sure that taupe is a proper color!”
->"Because in this world, after everyone panics, there’s always got to be someone to tip the wee out of the shoe."
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->[[AC:You need to believe in things that aren't true. How else can they ''become''?]]
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->[[AC:Down in the deepest kingdoms of the sea, where there is no light, there lives a type of creature with no brain and no eyes and no mouth. It does nothing but live and put forth petals of perfect crimson where none are there to see. It is nothing except a tiny "yes" in the night. And yet... and yet... it has enemies that bear on it a vicious, unbending malice, who wish not only for its tiny life to be over but also that it had never existed. Are you with me so far?]]\\
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->[[AC:Down in the deepest kingdoms of the sea, where there is no light, there lives a type of creature with no brain and no eyes and no mouth. It does nothing but live and put forth petals of perfect crimson where none are there to see. It is nothing except a tiny "yes" in the night. And yet... and yet... it has enemies that bear on it a vicious, unbending malice, who wish not only for its tiny life to be over but also that it had never existed. Are you with me so far?]]\\
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->[[AC:Then take the universe and grind it down to the finest powder and sieve it through the finest sieve and then ''show'' me one atom of justice, one molecule of mercy. And yet -- . And yet you act as if there is some ideal order in the world, as if there is some... some ''rightness'' in the universe by which it may be judged.]]
->“Yes, but people have ''got'' to believe that, or what’s the ''point''—”
->[[AC:My point exactly.]]
->“Yes, but people have ''got'' to believe that, or what’s the ''point''—”
->[[AC:My point exactly.]]
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->[[AC:It's the expression on their little faces I like.]]
-> "You mean sort of fear and awe and not knowing whether to laugh or cry or wet their pants?"
->[[AC: Yes. Now that is what I call ''belief''.]]
-> "You mean sort of fear and awe and not knowing whether to laugh or cry or wet their pants?"
->[[AC: Yes. Now that is what I call ''belief''.]]
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->It’s amazing how good governments are, given their track record in almost every other field, at hushing up things like alien encounters.
-> One reason may be that the aliens themselves are too embarrassed to talk about it.
->It’s not known why most of the space-going races of the universe want to undertake rummaging in Earthling underwear as a prelude to formal contact. But representatives of several hundred races have taken to hanging out, unsuspected by one another, in rural corners of the planet and, as a result of this, keep on abducting other would-be abductees. Some have been in fact abducted while waiting to carry out an abduction on a couple of other aliens trying to abduct the aliens who were, as a result of misunderstood instructions, trying to form cattle into circles and mutilate crops.
->The planet Earth is now banned to all alien races until they can compare notes and find out how many, if any, real humans they have actually got. It is gloomily suspected that there is only one—who is big, hairy and has very large feet.
-->The truth may be out there, but lies are inside your head.
-> One reason may be that the aliens themselves are too embarrassed to talk about it.
->It’s not known why most of the space-going races of the universe want to undertake rummaging in Earthling underwear as a prelude to formal contact. But representatives of several hundred races have taken to hanging out, unsuspected by one another, in rural corners of the planet and, as a result of this, keep on abducting other would-be abductees. Some have been in fact abducted while waiting to carry out an abduction on a couple of other aliens trying to abduct the aliens who were, as a result of misunderstood instructions, trying to form cattle into circles and mutilate crops.
->The planet Earth is now banned to all alien races until they can compare notes and find out how many, if any, real humans they have actually got. It is gloomily suspected that there is only one—who is big, hairy and has very large feet.
-->The truth may be out there, but lies are inside your head.
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-> 'He called me in and asked me what I did, exactly. Have you ever heard of such a thing? [[WhatDoYouMeanItsNotHeinous [[FelonyMisdemeanor What sort of question is that? that?]] This is a ]]''[[WhatDoYouMeanItsNotHeinous university]]''!'
''university''!'
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->"We have nothing they want, and they have nothing we can afford."
-->The Partrician, discribing the economic difference between Ankh-Morpork and the Counterweight Continent
-->The Partrician, discribing the economic difference between Ankh-Morpork and the Counterweight Continent
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->The Octavo filled the room with a dull sullen light, which wasn't strictly light at all but the opposite of light; darkness isn't the opposite of light it is simply its absence, and what was radiating from the book was the light that lies on the other side of darkness, [[TitleDrop the light fantastic.]]
->It was a rather disappointing purple color.
->The Octavo filled the room with a dull sullen light, which wasn't strictly light at all but the opposite of light; darkness isn't the opposite of light it is simply its absence, and what was radiating from the book was the light that lies on the other side of darkness, [[TitleDrop the light fantastic.]]
->It was a rather disappointing purple color.
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->“…and then Jack chopped down the beanstalk, adding murder and ecological vandalism to the theft, enticement and trespass charges already mentioned, but he got away with it and lived happily ever after without so much as a guilty twinge about what he had done. Which proves that you can be excused just about anything if you’re a hero, because no one asks inconvenient questions."
--> Susan tells a bedtime story
--> Susan tells a bedtime story
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->It was the King Colour, of which all the lesser colours are merely partial and wishy-washy reflections. It was octarine, the colour of magic. It was alive and glowing and vibrant and it was the undisputed pigment of the imagination, because wherever it was a sign that mere matter was a servant of the powers of the magical mind. It was enchantment itself.
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-->The room had been part of the library until the magic had drifted through, violently reassembling the possibility particles of everything in its path. So it was reasonable to assume that the small purple newts had been part of the floor and the pineapple custard may have once been some books. And several of the wizards later swore that the small sad orangutan sitting in the middle of it all looked very much like the head librarian.
-->The room had been part of the library until the magic had drifted through, violently reassembling the possibility particles of everything in its path. So it was reasonable to assume that the small purple newts had been part of the floor and the pineapple custard may have once been some books. And several of the wizards later swore that the small sad orangutan sitting in the middle of it all looked very much like the head librarian.
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->"Stranger, if you stay here you will be knifed or poisoned by nightfall. But don't stop smiling, or so will I."
-->Rincewind, introducing himself to Twoflower
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->The room had been part of the library until the magic had drifted through, violently reassembling the possibility particles of everything in its path. So it was reasonable to assume that the small purple newts had been part of the floor and the pineapple custard may have once been some books. And several of the wizards later swore that the small sad orangutan sitting in the middle of it all looked very much like the head librarian.
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-->The room had been part of the library until the magic had drifted through, violently reassembling the possibility particles of everything in its path. So it was reasonable to assume that the small purple newts had been part of the floor and the pineapple custard may have once been some books. And several of the wizards later swore that the small sad orangutan sitting in the middle of it all looked very much like the head librarian.
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-> The furthest anyone ever got through the [[TheMaze labyrinth]] without a guide was nineteen paces. Well, more or less. [[BoobyTrap His head rolled a further seven paces]], but that probably doesn’t count.
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->People think that professional soldiers think a lot about fighting, but ''serious'' professional soldiers think a lot more about food and a warm place to sleep, because these are two things that are generally hard to get, whereas fighting tends to turn up all the time.
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--> Stories don’t care who takes part in them. All that matters is that the story gets told, that the story repeats. Or, if you prefer to think of it like this: stories are a parasitical life form, warping lives in the service only of the story itself. It takes a special kind of person to fight back, and become the bicarbonate of history.
--> Granny Weatherwax didn’t like maps. She felt instinctively that they sold the landscape short.
--> It’s a strange thing about determined seekers-after-wisdom that, no matter where they happen to be, they’ll always seek that wisdom which is a long way off. Wisdom is one of the few things that looks bigger the further away it is.
--> “Our Sean read to me in the almanac where there’s all these fearsome wild beasts in foreign parts. Huge hairy things that leap out on travelers, it said. I’d hate to think what’d happen if they leapt out on mum and Granny. You will see no harm comes to them, won’t you?”
--> “Don’t you worry. I’ll do my best.”
--> “Only it said in the almanac that some of them were nearly extinct."
--> The waterfall was the second highest anywhere on the Disc and had been discovered in the Year of the Revolving Crab by the noted explorer Guy de Yoyo (Of course, lots of dwarfs, trolls, native people, trappers, hunters and the merely badly lost had discovered it on an almost daily basis for thousands of years. But they weren’t explorers and didn’t count.)
--> The bat squirmed under his claw. It seemed to Greebo’s small cat brain that it was trying to change its shape, and he wasn’t having any of that from a mouse with wings on.
--> Vampires have risen from the dead, the grave and the crypt, but have never managed it from the cat.
--> Most people, on waking up, accelerate through a quick panicky pre-consciousness check-up: who am I, where am I, who is he/she, good god, why am I cuddling a policeman’s helmet, ''what happened last night''?
--> It’s one thing to chase a lot of panicking bulls, and quite another to find that they’re suddenly trying to run the other way.
--> Fortunately, the horrible women left on a riverboat that afternoon, after one of them rescued her cat which had cornered twenty-five stone of confused bull and was trying to toss it in the air and play with it.
--> The village held a flower festival the next year, and no-one ever talked about That Thing With The Bulls ever again. At least, not in front of the men.
--> "It’s not gambling to play against someone who’s no good. It’s common sense."
--> The Yen Buddhists are the richest religious sect in the universe. They hold that the accumulation of money is a great evil and burden to the soul. They therefore, regardless of personal hazard, see it as their unpleasant duty to acquire as much as possible in order to reduce the risk to innocent people.
--> No one ever went hungry when they had some dwarf bread to avoid. You only had to look at it for a moment, and instantly you could think of dozens of things you’d rather eat. Your boots, for example. Mountains. Raw sheep. Your own foot.
--> “You said your mummy knows about the big bad wolf in the woods, didn’t you?”
--> “That’s right.”
--> “But ''nevertheless'' she sent [[LittleMissSnarker you]] out by yourself to take those goodies to your granny?”
--> “That’s right. Why?”
--> “Nothing. [[UriahGambit Just thinking]]."
--> Asking someone to repeat a phrase you’d not only heard very clearly but were also exceedingly angry about was around Defcon II in the lexicon of squabble.
--> Anyway, no one took much notice of little old ladies. Little old ladies were by definition harmless, although in a string of villages across several thousand miles of continent this definition was currently being updated.
--> Genua had once controlled the river mouth and taxed its traffic in a way that couldn’t be called piracy because it was done by the city government, and therefore sound economics and perfectly all right.
--> Despite many threats, Granny Weatherwax had never turned anyone into a frog. The way she saw it, there was a technically less cruel but cheaper and much more satisfying thing you could do. You could leave them human and make them ''think'' they were a frog, which also provided much innocent entertainment for passers-by.
--> A black patch covered his bad eye. But the other one glittered like the sins of angels, and his smile was the downfall of saints. Female ones, anyway.
---> Greebo as a human
--> They couldn’t be real glass, or else she’d be hobbling toward some emergency first aid by now. Nor were they transparent. The human foot is a useful organ but is not, except to some people with highly specialized interests, particularly attractive to look at.
--> There’s always a few of them, he thought to himself. It says “Masque” in big curly letters on the invite, in gold yet, but there’s always a few buggers who thinks it means it’s from someone called Maskew.
--> The wages of sin is death but so is the salary of virtue, and at least the evil get to go home early on Fridays.
--> Because when all people had was practically nothing, then anything could be almost everything.
--> Genuan cooking, like the best cooking everywhere in the multiverse, had been evolved by people who had to make desperate use of ingredients their masters didn’t want. No one would even ''try'' a bird’s nest unless they had to. Only hunger would make a man taste his first alligator. No one would eat a shark’s fin if they were allowed to eat the rest of the shark.
--> Cats are like witches. They don’t fight to kill, but to win. There is a difference. There’s no point in killing an opponent. That way, they won’t know they’ve lost, and to be a real winner you have to have an opponent who is beaten and knows it. There’s no triumph over a corpse, but a beaten opponent, who will remain beaten every day of the remainder of their sad and wretched life, is something to treasure.
--> Greebo’s technique was unscientific and wouldn’t have stood a chance against any decent swordsmanship, but on his side was the fact that it is almost impossible to develop decent swordsmanship when you seem to have run into a food mixer that is biting your ear off.
--> The trouble with witches is that they’ll never run away from things they really hate.
--> And the trouble with small furry animals in a corner is that, just occasionally, [[BewareTheNiceOnes one of them’s a mongoose]].
--> “You mean you didn’t even have fun? If I’d been as bad as you, I’d have been a whole lot worse. Better at it than you’ve ever dreamed of.”
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--> Stories don’t care who takes part in them. All that matters is that the story gets told, that the story repeats. Or, if you prefer to think of it like this: stories are a parasitical life form, warping lives in the service only of the story itself. It takes a special kind of person to fight back, and become the bicarbonate of history.
--> Granny Weatherwax didn’t like maps. She felt instinctively that they sold the landscape short.
--> It’s a strange thing about determined seekers-after-wisdom that, no matter where they happen to be, they’ll always seek that wisdom which is a long way off. Wisdom is one of the few things that looks bigger the further away it is.
--> “Our Sean read to me in the almanac where there’s all these fearsome wild beasts in foreign parts. Huge hairy things that leap out on travelers, it said. I’d hate to think what’d happen if they leapt out on mum and Granny. You will see no harm comes to them, won’t you?”
--> “Don’t you worry. I’ll do my best.”
--> “Only it said in the almanac that some of them were nearly extinct."
--> The waterfall was the second highest anywhere on the Disc and had been discovered in the Year of the Revolving Crab by the noted explorer Guy de Yoyo (Of course, lots of dwarfs, trolls, native people, trappers, hunters and the merely badly lost had discovered it on an almost daily basis for thousands of years. But they weren’t explorers and didn’t count.)
--> The bat squirmed under his claw. It seemed to Greebo’s small cat brain that it was trying to change its shape, and he wasn’t having any of that from a mouse with wings on.
--> Vampires have risen from the dead, the grave and the crypt, but have never managed it from the cat.
--> Most people, on waking up, accelerate through a quick panicky pre-consciousness check-up: who am I, where am I, who is he/she, good god, why am I cuddling a policeman’s helmet, ''what happened last night''?
--> It’s one thing to chase a lot of panicking bulls, and quite another to find that they’re suddenly trying to run the other way.
--> Fortunately, the horrible women left on a riverboat that afternoon, after one of them rescued her cat which had cornered twenty-five stone of confused bull and was trying to toss it in the air and play with it.
--> The village held a flower festival the next year, and no-one ever talked about That Thing With The Bulls ever again. At least, not in front of the men.
--> "It’s not gambling to play against someone who’s no good. It’s common sense."
--> The Yen Buddhists are the richest religious sect in the universe. They hold that the accumulation of money is a great evil and burden to the soul. They therefore, regardless of personal hazard, see it as their unpleasant duty to acquire as much as possible in order to reduce the risk to innocent people.
--> No one ever went hungry when they had some dwarf bread to avoid. You only had to look at it for a moment, and instantly you could think of dozens of things you’d rather eat. Your boots, for example. Mountains. Raw sheep. Your own foot.
--> “You said your mummy knows about the big bad wolf in the woods, didn’t you?”
--> “That’s right.”
--> “But ''nevertheless'' she sent [[LittleMissSnarker you]] out by yourself to take those goodies to your granny?”
--> “That’s right. Why?”
--> “Nothing. [[UriahGambit Just thinking]]."
--> Asking someone to repeat a phrase you’d not only heard very clearly but were also exceedingly angry about was around Defcon II in the lexicon of squabble.
--> Anyway, no one took much notice of little old ladies. Little old ladies were by definition harmless, although in a string of villages across several thousand miles of continent this definition was currently being updated.
--> Genua had once controlled the river mouth and taxed its traffic in a way that couldn’t be called piracy because it was done by the city government, and therefore sound economics and perfectly all right.
--> Despite many threats, Granny Weatherwax had never turned anyone into a frog. The way she saw it, there was a technically less cruel but cheaper and much more satisfying thing you could do. You could leave them human and make them ''think'' they were a frog, which also provided much innocent entertainment for passers-by.
--> A black patch covered his bad eye. But the other one glittered like the sins of angels, and his smile was the downfall of saints. Female ones, anyway.
---> Greebo as a human
--> They couldn’t be real glass, or else she’d be hobbling toward some emergency first aid by now. Nor were they transparent. The human foot is a useful organ but is not, except to some people with highly specialized interests, particularly attractive to look at.
--> There’s always a few of them, he thought to himself. It says “Masque” in big curly letters on the invite, in gold yet, but there’s always a few buggers who thinks it means it’s from someone called Maskew.
--> The wages of sin is death but so is the salary of virtue, and at least the evil get to go home early on Fridays.
--> Because when all people had was practically nothing, then anything could be almost everything.
--> Genuan cooking, like the best cooking everywhere in the multiverse, had been evolved by people who had to make desperate use of ingredients their masters didn’t want. No one would even ''try'' a bird’s nest unless they had to. Only hunger would make a man taste his first alligator. No one would eat a shark’s fin if they were allowed to eat the rest of the shark.
--> Cats are like witches. They don’t fight to kill, but to win. There is a difference. There’s no point in killing an opponent. That way, they won’t know they’ve lost, and to be a real winner you have to have an opponent who is beaten and knows it. There’s no triumph over a corpse, but a beaten opponent, who will remain beaten every day of the remainder of their sad and wretched life, is something to treasure.
--> Greebo’s technique was unscientific and wouldn’t have stood a chance against any decent swordsmanship, but on his side was the fact that it is almost impossible to develop decent swordsmanship when you seem to have run into a food mixer that is biting your ear off.
--> The trouble with witches is that they’ll never run away from things they really hate.
--> And the trouble with small furry animals in a corner is that, just occasionally, [[BewareTheNiceOnes one of them’s a mongoose]].
--> “You mean you didn’t even have fun? If I’d been as bad as you, I’d have been a whole lot worse. Better at it than you’ve ever dreamed of.”
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->It was so much easier to blame it on Them. It was bleakly depressing to think that They were Us. If it was Them, then nothing was anyone's fault. If it was us, what did that make Me? After all, I'm one of Us. I must be. I've certainly never thought of myself as one of Them. No one ever thinks of themselves as one of Them. We're always one of Us. It's Them that do the bad things.
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->It was so much easier to blame it on Them. It was bleakly depressing to think that They were Us. If it was Them, then nothing was anyone's fault. If it was us, Us, what did that make Me? After all, I'm one of Us. I must be. I've certainly never thought of myself as one of Them. No one ever thinks of themselves as one of Them. We're always one of Us. It's Them that do the bad things.
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-> "Do you mean that most of them will be human, or that each individual will be mostly human?" [[hottip:*: After a while in Ankh-Morpork, you learned how to phrase that kind of question.]]
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-> "Do you mean that most of them will be human, or that each individual will be mostly human?" [[hottip:*: [[note]] After a while in Ankh-Morpork, you learned how to phrase that kind of question.]]
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->"Hah, I can just see [[WilliamShakespeare a real playsmith]] putting ''donkeys'' in [[AMidsummerNightsDream a play]]!"
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->"Hah, I can just see [[WilliamShakespeare [[Creator/WilliamShakespeare a real playsmith]] putting ''donkeys'' in [[AMidsummerNightsDream a play]]!"
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->The Monks of Cool, whose tiny and exclusive monastery is hidden in a really cool and laid-back valley in the lower Ramtops, have a passing-out test for a novice. He is taken into a room full of all types of clothing and asked: Yo [[hottip:*: Cool, but not necessarily up to date.]], my son, which of these is the most stylish thing to wear? And the correct answer is: Hey, whatever I select.
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->The Monks of Cool, whose tiny and exclusive monastery is hidden in a really cool and laid-back valley in the lower Ramtops, have a passing-out test for a novice. He is taken into a room full of all types of clothing and asked: Yo [[hottip:*: [[note]] Cool, but not necessarily up to date.]], [[/note]], my son, which of these is the most stylish thing to wear? And the correct answer is: Hey, whatever I select.
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-> She’d always been so nervous about getting them wrong that the first time she’d had to go out to deal with someone who looked dead—a young man who’d been in a horrible sawmill accident—she’d done every single test [[hottip:*: speak to them, raise an arm, check the pulses including the one behind the ear, check for breath with a mirror]] , even though she’d had to go and find his head.
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-> She’d always been so nervous about getting them wrong that the first time she’d had to go out to deal with someone who looked dead—a young man who’d been in a horrible sawmill accident—she’d done every single test [[hottip:*: [[note]] speak to them, raise an arm, check the pulses including the one behind the ear, check for breath with a mirror]] mirror[[/note]] , even though she’d had to go and find his head.
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-> And he was employing an Igor, everyone knew, which of course was sensible when you had such a high veterinary overhead, but you heard stories . . . [[hottip:*: That, for example, stolen horses got dismantled at dead of night and might well turn up with a dye job and two different legs. And it was said that there was one horse in Ankh-Morpork that had a longitudinal seam from head to tail, being sewn together from what was left of two horses that had been involved in a particularly nasty accident. ]]
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-> And he was employing an Igor, everyone knew, which of course was sensible when you had such a high veterinary overhead, but you heard stories . . . [[hottip:*: [[note]] That, for example, stolen horses got dismantled at dead of night and might well turn up with a dye job and two different legs. And it was said that there was one horse in Ankh-Morpork that had a longitudinal seam from head to tail, being sewn together from what was left of two horses that had been involved in a particularly nasty accident. ]]
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-> Anoia, a minor goddess of Things That Stick In Drawers. [[hottip:*: Often, but not uniquely, a ladle, but sometimes a metal spatula or, rarely, a mechanical egg-whisk that nobody in the house admits to ever buying. The desperate mad rattling and cries of ‘How can it close on the damn thing but not open with it? Who bought this? Do we ever use it?’ is as praise unto Anoia. She also eats corkscrews.]]
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-> Anoia, a minor goddess of Things That Stick In Drawers. [[hottip:*: [[note]] Often, but not uniquely, a ladle, but sometimes a metal spatula or, rarely, a mechanical egg-whisk that nobody in the house admits to ever buying. The desperate mad rattling and cries of ‘How can it close on the damn thing but not open with it? Who bought this? Do we ever use it?’ is as praise unto Anoia. She also eats corkscrews.]]
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-> ''Quia Ego Sic Dico'' [[hottip:*: Because I say so]]
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-> ''Quia Ego Sic Dico'' [[hottip:*: [[note]] Because I say so]]
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--> Seen on a crystal ball at [[ProudMerchantRace Zakzak]]'s Zakzak's]] shop
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-> '''Vetinari:''' [[NonActionGuy 'A. E. Pessimal?']]
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-> '''Vetinari:''' [[NonActionGuy 'A. E. Pessimal?']] Pessimal?']]
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-> '''That! Is!! Not!!! My!!!! Cow!!!!!'''
-> 'He created me. ''Quis custodiet ipsos custodes? ''[[WhoWatchesTheWatchmen Who watches the watchmen]]? Me. I watch him. Always. [[BattleInTheCenterOfTheMind You will not force him to murder for you.']]
-> 'He created me. ''Quis custodiet ipsos custodes? ''[[WhoWatchesTheWatchmen Who watches the watchmen]]? Me. I watch him. Always. [[BattleInTheCenterOfTheMind You will not force him to murder for you.']]
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-> '''That! Is!! Not!!! My!!!! Cow!!!!!'''
Cow!!!!!'''
-> 'He created me. ''Quis custodiet ipsos custodes?''[[WhoWatchesTheWatchmen Who watches the watchmen]]? ''WhoWatchesTheWatchmen? Me. I watch him. Always. [[BattleInTheCenterOfTheMind You will not force him to murder for you.']]
-> 'He created me. ''Quis custodiet ipsos custodes?
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-->Mort remembering how it's like to be Death (Note: Death 'putting the chairs on the tables' at the end of time is mentioned later in ''TheSandman'', probably a ShoutOut.)
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-->Mort remembering how it's like to be Death (Note: Death 'putting the chairs on the tables' at the end of time is mentioned later in ''TheSandman'', ''ComicBook/TheSandman'', probably a ShoutOut.)
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-> '''The Chief Priest of Blind Io:''' “You have . . . ghastly Things from the Dungeon Dimensions and things, yes? Terrible hazards of your ungodly profession?”
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-> '''The Chief Priest of Blind Io:''' “You have . . . ghastly Things from the Dungeon Dimensions and things, yes? Terrible hazards of your ungodly profession?” profession?”
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-> [[BeCarefulWhatYouWishFor Be careful what you wish for]]. You never know who will be listening.
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-> [[BeCarefulWhatYouWishFor Be careful what you wish for]].BeCarefulWhatYouWishFor. You never know who will be listening.
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-> Susan hated Literature. She’d much prefer to read a good book.
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-> Wishes needed thought. She was never likely to say, out loud, 'I wish that I could marry a handsome prince,' but knowing that if you did [[LiteralMinded you'd probably open the door to find a stunned prince, a tied-up priest and a Nac Mac Feegle grinning cheerfully and ready to act as Best Man]] definitely [[BeCarefulWhatYouWishFor made you watch what you said]].
-> Admittedly - and it took some admitting - [[CharacterDevelopment he was a lot less of a twit than he had been]]. On the other hand, [[SpoiledBrat there had been]] such a [[UpperClassTwit lot of twit to begin with]].
-> Admittedly - and it took some admitting - [[CharacterDevelopment he was a lot less of a twit than he had been]]. On the other hand, [[SpoiledBrat there had been]] such a [[UpperClassTwit lot of twit to begin with]].
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-> Wishes needed thought. She was never likely to say, out loud, 'I wish that I could marry a handsome prince,' but knowing that if you did [[LiteralMinded you'd probably open the door to find a stunned prince, a tied-up priest and a Nac Mac Feegle grinning cheerfully and ready to act as Best Man]] definitely [[BeCarefulWhatYouWishFor made you watch what you said]].
said]].
-> Admittedly - and it took some admitting - [[CharacterDevelopment he was a lot less of a twit than he had been]]. On the other hand, [[SpoiledBrat there had been]] such a [[UpperClassTwit lot of twit to beginwith]].
with]].
-> Admittedly - and it took some admitting - [[CharacterDevelopment he was a lot less of a twit than he had been]]. On the other hand, [[SpoiledBrat there had been]] such a [[UpperClassTwit lot of twit to begin
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-> She was a witch and a teacher and that's a terrible combination. They want things to be ''right''. They like things to be ''correct''. If you want to upset a witch you don't have to mess around with charms and spells, you just have to put her in a room with a picture that's hung slightly crooked and watch her squirm.
-> The beef stew tasted, indeed, just like beef stew and not, just to take an example ''completely'' and ''totally'' at random, stew made out of the last poor girl who'd worked here.
-> There was a sliding noise and a tinkle exactly like the tinkle a spoon makes when it's put back amongst the other spoons, who have missed it and are anxious to hear its tales of life amongst the frighteningly pointy people.
-> The beef stew tasted, indeed, just like beef stew and not, just to take an example ''completely'' and ''totally'' at random, stew made out of the last poor girl who'd worked here.
-> There was a sliding noise and a tinkle exactly like the tinkle a spoon makes when it's put back amongst the other spoons, who have missed it and are anxious to hear its tales of life amongst the frighteningly pointy people.
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-> She was a witch and a teacher and that's a terrible combination. They want things to be ''right''. They like things to be ''correct''. If you want to upset a witch you don't have to mess around with charms and spells, you just have to put her in a room with a picture that's hung slightly crooked and watch her squirm.
squirm.
-> The beef stew tasted, indeed, just like beef stew and not, just to take an example ''completely'' and ''totally'' at random, stew made out of the last poor girl who'd workedhere.
here.
-> There was a sliding noise and a tinkle exactly like the tinkle a spoon makes when it's put back amongst the other spoons, who have missed it and are anxious to hear its tales of life amongst the frighteningly pointypeople.
people.
-> The beef stew tasted, indeed, just like beef stew and not, just to take an example ''completely'' and ''totally'' at random, stew made out of the last poor girl who'd worked
-> There was a sliding noise and a tinkle exactly like the tinkle a spoon makes when it's put back amongst the other spoons, who have missed it and are anxious to hear its tales of life amongst the frighteningly pointy
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-> 'Sorry aboot this,' it said. I talk to my knees, but they dinnae listen to me.'
-> That's the job of Third Thoughts: First and Second Thoughts might understand your current tragedy, but ''something'' has to remember that you haven't eaten since lunch time.
-> That's the job of Third Thoughts: First and Second Thoughts might understand your current tragedy, but ''something'' has to remember that you haven't eaten since lunch time.
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-> 'Sorry aboot this,' it said. I talk to my knees, but they dinnae listen to me.'
'
-> That's the job of Third Thoughts: First and Second Thoughts might understand your current tragedy, but ''something'' has to remember that you haven't eaten since lunchtime.
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-> That's the job of Third Thoughts: First and Second Thoughts might understand your current tragedy, but ''something'' has to remember that you haven't eaten since lunch
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-> It was dreadful when your own thoughts tried to gang up on you.
-> She had a momentary picture of Petulia standing in front of some horrible raging thing, but it wasn't as funny as she'd first thought. [[CrouchingMoronHiddenBadass Petulia ''would'' stand in front of it, shaking with terror, her useless amulets clattering, scared almost out of her mind . . . but not backing away]]. She'd thought there might be people facing something horrible here, and she'd come ''anyway''.
-> It was followed by a long scream of rage mixed with a roar of complaint: '[=AAaargwannawannaaaagongongonaargggaaaa=] BLOON!' which is the traditional sound of a very small child learning that with balloons, as with life itself, it is important to know ''when not to let go of the string''. The whole point of balloons is to teach small children this.
-> ''We heard a song, it went 'Twinkle twinkle little star...' What power! What wondrous power! You can take a billion trillion tons of flaming matter, a furnace of unimaginable strength, and turn it into a little song for children! [[HumansAreSpecial You build little worlds, little stories, little shells around your minds and that keeps infinity at bay and allows you to wake up in the morning without screaming!]]''
-> 'I'm made up of the memories of my parents and grandparents, all my ancestors. They're in the way I look, in the colour of my hair. And I'm made up of everyone I've ever met who's changed the way I think. So who is "me"?'
-> She had a momentary picture of Petulia standing in front of some horrible raging thing, but it wasn't as funny as she'd first thought. [[CrouchingMoronHiddenBadass Petulia ''would'' stand in front of it, shaking with terror, her useless amulets clattering, scared almost out of her mind . . . but not backing away]]. She'd thought there might be people facing something horrible here, and she'd come ''anyway''.
-> It was followed by a long scream of rage mixed with a roar of complaint: '[=AAaargwannawannaaaagongongonaargggaaaa=] BLOON!' which is the traditional sound of a very small child learning that with balloons, as with life itself, it is important to know ''when not to let go of the string''. The whole point of balloons is to teach small children this.
-> ''We heard a song, it went 'Twinkle twinkle little star...' What power! What wondrous power! You can take a billion trillion tons of flaming matter, a furnace of unimaginable strength, and turn it into a little song for children! [[HumansAreSpecial You build little worlds, little stories, little shells around your minds and that keeps infinity at bay and allows you to wake up in the morning without screaming!]]''
-> 'I'm made up of the memories of my parents and grandparents, all my ancestors. They're in the way I look, in the colour of my hair. And I'm made up of everyone I've ever met who's changed the way I think. So who is "me"?'
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-> It was dreadful when your own thoughts tried to gang up on you.
you.
-> She had a momentary picture of Petulia standing in front of some horrible raging thing, but it wasn't as funny as she'd first thought. [[CrouchingMoronHiddenBadass Petulia ''would'' stand in front of it, shaking with terror, her useless amulets clattering, scared almost out of her mind . . . but not backing away]]. She'd thought there might be people facing something horrible here, and she'd come''anyway''.
''anyway''.
-> It was followed by a long scream of rage mixed with a roar of complaint: '[=AAaargwannawannaaaagongongonaargggaaaa=] BLOON!' which is the traditional sound of a very small child learning that with balloons, as with life itself, it is important to know ''when not to let go of the string''. The whole point of balloons is to teach small childrenthis.
this.
-> ''We heard a song, it went 'Twinkle twinkle little star...' What power! What wondrous power! You can take a billion trillion tons of flaming matter, a furnace of unimaginable strength, and turn it into a little song for children! [[HumansAreSpecial You build little worlds, little stories, little shells around your minds and that keeps infinity at bay and allows you to wake up in the morning withoutscreaming!]]''
screaming!]]''
-> 'I'm made up of the memories of my parents and grandparents, all my ancestors. They're in the way I look, in the colour of my hair. And I'm made up of everyone I've ever met who's changed the way I think. So who is"me"?'
"me"?'
-> She had a momentary picture of Petulia standing in front of some horrible raging thing, but it wasn't as funny as she'd first thought. [[CrouchingMoronHiddenBadass Petulia ''would'' stand in front of it, shaking with terror, her useless amulets clattering, scared almost out of her mind . . . but not backing away]]. She'd thought there might be people facing something horrible here, and she'd come
-> It was followed by a long scream of rage mixed with a roar of complaint: '[=AAaargwannawannaaaagongongonaargggaaaa=] BLOON!' which is the traditional sound of a very small child learning that with balloons, as with life itself, it is important to know ''when not to let go of the string''. The whole point of balloons is to teach small children
-> ''We heard a song, it went 'Twinkle twinkle little star...' What power! What wondrous power! You can take a billion trillion tons of flaming matter, a furnace of unimaginable strength, and turn it into a little song for children! [[HumansAreSpecial You build little worlds, little stories, little shells around your minds and that keeps infinity at bay and allows you to wake up in the morning without
-> 'I'm made up of the memories of my parents and grandparents, all my ancestors. They're in the way I look, in the colour of my hair. And I'm made up of everyone I've ever met who's changed the way I think. So who is
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-> It was in fact Miss Tick who had written ''Witch Hunting for Dumb People'', and she made sure that copies of it found their way into those areas where people still believed that witches should be burned or drowned. Since the only witch ever likely to pass through these days was Miss Tick herself, it meant that if things did go wrong, she’d get a good night’s sleep and a decent meal before being thrown into the water.
to:
-> It was in fact Miss Tick who had written ''Witch Hunting for Dumb People'', and she made sure that copies of it found their way into those areas where people still believed that witches should be burned or drowned. Since the only witch ever likely to pass through these days was Miss Tick herself, it meant that if things did go wrong, she’d get a good night’s sleep and a decent meal before being thrown into the water.
water.
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-> '''Rob Anybody:''' “Oh, the lie wuz goin’ tae be a lot more interestin’.”
-> '''Miss Treason:''' “The truth of the matter seems quite interesting to me.”
-> '''Miss Treason:''' “The truth of the matter seems quite interesting to me.”
to:
-> '''Rob Anybody:''' “Oh, the lie wuz goin’ tae be a lot more interestin’.”
”
-> '''Miss Treason:''' “The truth of the matter seems quite interesting to me.” ”
-> '''Miss Treason:''' “The truth of the matter seems quite interesting to me.
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-> Rob turned the rustling pages and grinned. “Ach, she’s writ here: ''Oh, the dear Feegles ha’ turned up again'',” he said.
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-> Rob turned the rustling pages and grinned. “Ach, she’s writ here: ''Oh, the dear Feegles ha’ turned up again'',” he said.
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-> It was as if the idea of there being no Miss Treason was the wrong shape to put in anyone’s head. She was 113 years old, and they argued that [[MathematiciansAnswer it was practically unheard of for anyone to die aged 113]].
to:
-> It was as if the idea of there being no Miss Treason was the wrong shape to put in anyone’s head. She was 113 years old, and they argued that [[MathematiciansAnswer it was practically unheard of for anyone to die aged 113]].
113]].
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-> The Feegles didn’t know the meaning of the word “fear.” Sometimes Tiffany wished they’d read a dictionary.
to:
-> The Feegles didn’t know the meaning of the word “fear.” Sometimes Tiffany wished they’d read a dictionary.
dictionary.
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-> “I warn you! I’ve got a Cornucopia and I’m not afraid to use it!”
-> '''Rob Anybody:''' “An’ hoo come ye ken whut name a cheese has?”
-> '''Rob Anybody:''' “An’ hoo come ye ken whut name a cheese has?”
to:
-> “I warn you! I’ve got a Cornucopia and I’m not afraid to use it!”
it!”
-> '''Rob Anybody:''' “An’ hoo come ye ken whut name a cheesehas?” has?”
-> '''Rob Anybody:''' “An’ hoo come ye ken whut name a cheese
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-> Strength enough to build a home,
-> Time enough to hold a child,
-> Time enough to hold a child,
to:
-> Strength enough to build a home,
home,
-> Time enough to hold achild, child,
-> Time enough to hold a
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-> Steal five dollars and you were a petty thief. Steal thousands of dollars and you were either a government or a hero.
to:
-> Steal five dollars and you were a petty thief. Steal thousands of dollars and you were either a government or a hero.
hero.
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-> There is a saying ‘You can’t fool an honest man’ which is much quoted by people who make a profitable living by fooling honest men.
-> [[AC: [[BrickJoke NEITHER RAIN NOR SNOW NOR GLO M OF NI T CAN STAY THESE MES ENGERS ABO T THEIR DUTY]] ]]
-> [[AC: [[BrickJoke NEITHER RAIN NOR SNOW NOR GLO M OF NI T CAN STAY THESE MES ENGERS ABO T THEIR DUTY]] ]]
to:
-> There is a saying ‘You can’t fool an honest man’ which is much quoted by people who make a profitable living by fooling honest men.
men.
-> [[AC: [[BrickJoke NEITHER RAIN NOR SNOW NOR GLO M OF NI T CAN STAY THESE MES ENGERS ABO T THEIR DUTY]]]] ]]
-> [[AC: [[BrickJoke NEITHER RAIN NOR SNOW NOR GLO M OF NI T CAN STAY THESE MES ENGERS ABO T THEIR DUTY]]
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-> Dimwell Arrhythmic Rhyming Slang: Various rhyming slangs are known, and have given the universe such terms as ‘apples and pears’ (stairs), ‘rubbity-dub’ (pub) and ‘busy bee’ (General Theory of Relativity). The Dimwell Street rhyming slang is probably unique in that it does not, in fact, rhyme. No one knows why, but theories so far advanced are 1) that it is quite complex and in fact follows hidden rules or 2) Dimwell is well named or 3) it’s made up to annoy strangers, which is the case with most such slangs.
-> What kind of man would put a known criminal in charge of a major branch of government? [[SleazyPolitician Apart from, say, the average voter.]]
-> In the same way, the man climbing out of your window in a stripy jumper, a mask and a great hurry might merely be lost on the way to a fancy-dress party, and the man in the wig and robes at the focus of the courtroom might only be a transvestite who wandered in out of the rain. Snap judgements can be so unfair.
-> Gilt and Vetinari shared a look. It said: while I loathe you and every aspect of your personal philosophy to a depth unplumbable by any line, I’ll credit you at least with [[EvenEvilHasStandards not being Crispin Horsefry]].
-> What kind of man would put a known criminal in charge of a major branch of government? [[SleazyPolitician Apart from, say, the average voter.]]
-> In the same way, the man climbing out of your window in a stripy jumper, a mask and a great hurry might merely be lost on the way to a fancy-dress party, and the man in the wig and robes at the focus of the courtroom might only be a transvestite who wandered in out of the rain. Snap judgements can be so unfair.
-> Gilt and Vetinari shared a look. It said: while I loathe you and every aspect of your personal philosophy to a depth unplumbable by any line, I’ll credit you at least with [[EvenEvilHasStandards not being Crispin Horsefry]].
to:
-> Dimwell Arrhythmic Rhyming Slang: Various rhyming slangs are known, and have given the universe such terms as ‘apples and pears’ (stairs), ‘rubbity-dub’ (pub) and ‘busy bee’ (General Theory of Relativity). The Dimwell Street rhyming slang is probably unique in that it does not, in fact, rhyme. No one knows why, but theories so far advanced are 1) that it is quite complex and in fact follows hidden rules or 2) Dimwell is well named or 3) it’s made up to annoy strangers, which is the case with most such slangs.
slangs.
-> What kind of man would put a known criminal in charge of a major branch of government? [[SleazyPolitician Apart from, say, the average voter.]]
]]
-> In the same way, the man climbing out of your window in a stripy jumper, a mask and a great hurry might merely be lost on the way to a fancy-dress party, and the man in the wig and robes at the focus of the courtroom might only be a transvestite who wandered in out of the rain. Snap judgements can be sounfair.
unfair.
-> Gilt and Vetinari shared a look. It said: while I loathe you and every aspect of your personal philosophy to a depth unplumbable by any line, I’ll credit you at least with [[EvenEvilHasStandards not being CrispinHorsefry]].
Horsefry]].
-> What kind of man would put a known criminal in charge of a major branch of government? [[SleazyPolitician Apart from, say, the average voter.
-> In the same way, the man climbing out of your window in a stripy jumper, a mask and a great hurry might merely be lost on the way to a fancy-dress party, and the man in the wig and robes at the focus of the courtroom might only be a transvestite who wandered in out of the rain. Snap judgements can be so
-> Gilt and Vetinari shared a look. It said: while I loathe you and every aspect of your personal philosophy to a depth unplumbable by any line, I’ll credit you at least with [[EvenEvilHasStandards not being Crispin
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-> '''Mr. Pump:''' 'No, You Have Not. But You Have Stolen, Embezzled, Defrauded And Swindled Without Discrimination, Mr Lipvig. You Have Ruined Businesses And. Destroyed Jobs. When Banks Fail, It Is Seldom Bankers Who Starve. Your Actions Have Taken Money From Those Who Had Little Enough To Begin With. In A Myriad Small Ways You Have ''Hastened'' The Deaths Of Many. You Do Not Know Them. You Did Not See Them Bleed. But You Snatched Bread From Their Mouths And Tore Clothes From Their Backs. For Sport, Mr Lipvig. For Sport. For The Joy Of The Game.’
-> ‘Firstly, sir, I reasoned that if I destroyed the universe all in one go no one would know; secondly, when I walloped the thing the first time the wizards ran away, so I surmised that unless they had another universe to run to they weren’t really certain; and lastly, sir, the bloody thing was getting on my nerves.’
-> ‘Firstly, sir, I reasoned that if I destroyed the universe all in one go no one would know; secondly, when I walloped the thing the first time the wizards ran away, so I surmised that unless they had another universe to run to they weren’t really certain; and lastly, sir, the bloody thing was getting on my nerves.’
to:
-> '''Mr. Pump:''' 'No, You Have Not. But You Have Stolen, Embezzled, Defrauded And Swindled Without Discrimination, Mr Lipvig. You Have Ruined Businesses And. Destroyed Jobs. When Banks Fail, It Is Seldom Bankers Who Starve. Your Actions Have Taken Money From Those Who Had Little Enough To Begin With. In A Myriad Small Ways You Have ''Hastened'' The Deaths Of Many. You Do Not Know Them. You Did Not See Them Bleed. But You Snatched Bread From Their Mouths And Tore Clothes From Their Backs. For Sport, Mr Lipvig. For Sport. For The Joy Of The Game.’
’
-> ‘Firstly, sir, I reasoned that if I destroyed the universe all in one go no one would know; secondly, when I walloped the thing the first time the wizards ran away, so I surmised that unless they had another universe to run to they weren’t really certain; and lastly, sir, the bloody thing was getting on my nerves.’ ’
-> ‘Firstly, sir, I reasoned that if I destroyed the universe all in one go no one would know; secondly, when I walloped the thing the first time the wizards ran away, so I surmised that unless they had another universe to run to they weren’t really certain; and lastly, sir, the bloody thing was getting on my nerves.
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-> '''Anghammarad:''' 'Neither Deluge Nor Ice Storm Nor The Black Silence Of The Netherhells Shall Stay These Messengers About Their Sacred Business. Do Not Ask Us About Sabre-Tooth Tigers, Tar Pits, Big Green Things With Teeth Or The Goddess Czol.’
-> '''Tropes:''' 'You had big green things with teeth back then?’
-> '''Anghammarad:''' 'Bigger. Greener. More Teeth.’
-> '''Tropes:''' 'You had big green things with teeth back then?’
-> '''Anghammarad:''' 'Bigger. Greener. More Teeth.’
to:
-> '''Anghammarad:''' 'Neither Deluge Nor Ice Storm Nor The Black Silence Of The Netherhells Shall Stay These Messengers About Their Sacred Business. Do Not Ask Us About Sabre-Tooth Tigers, Tar Pits, Big Green Things With Teeth Or The Goddess Czol.’
’
-> '''Tropes:''' 'You had big green things with teeth backthen?’
then?’
-> '''Anghammarad:''' 'Bigger. Greener. More Teeth.’ ’
-> '''Tropes:''' 'You had big green things with teeth back
-> '''Anghammarad:''' 'Bigger. Greener. More Teeth.
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-> '''Anghammarad:''' ‘Do Not Ask.’
-> By general agreement Anghammarad was given the unique rank of Extremely Senior Postman. It seemed . . . fair.
-> People flock in, nevertheless, in search of answers to those questions only librarians are considered to be able to answer, such as ‘Is this the laundry?’ ‘How do you spell surreptitious?’ and, on a regular basis: ‘Do you have a book I remember reading once? It had a red cover and it turned out they were twins.’
-> By general agreement Anghammarad was given the unique rank of Extremely Senior Postman. It seemed . . . fair.
-> People flock in, nevertheless, in search of answers to those questions only librarians are considered to be able to answer, such as ‘Is this the laundry?’ ‘How do you spell surreptitious?’ and, on a regular basis: ‘Do you have a book I remember reading once? It had a red cover and it turned out they were twins.’
to:
-> '''Anghammarad:''' ‘Do Not Ask.’
’
-> By general agreement Anghammarad was given the unique rank of Extremely Senior Postman. It seemed . . .fair.
fair.
-> People flock in, nevertheless, in search of answers to those questions only librarians are considered to be able to answer, such as ‘Is this the laundry?’ ‘How do you spell surreptitious?’ and, on a regular basis: ‘Do you have a book I remember reading once? It had a red cover and it turned out they were twins.’
’
-> By general agreement Anghammarad was given the unique rank of Extremely Senior Postman. It seemed . . .
-> People flock in, nevertheless, in search of answers to those questions only librarians are considered to be able to answer, such as ‘Is this the laundry?’ ‘How do you spell surreptitious?’ and, on a regular basis: ‘Do you have a book I remember reading once? It had a red cover and it turned out they were twins.
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-> It’s a matter of style, okay? A proper brawl doesn’t just ''happen''.
-> ‘What is sticking in your foot is a Mitzy “Pretty Lucretia” four-inch heel, the most dangerous footwear in the world. Considered as pounds per square inch, it’s like being trodden on by a very pointy elephant. [[DirtyHarry Now, I know what you’re thinking]]: you’re thinking, “Could she press it all the way through to the floor?” And, you know, I’m not sure about that myself. The sole of your boot might give me a bit of trouble, but nothing else will. But that’s not the worrying part. The worrying part is that I was forced practically at knifepoint to take ballet lessons as a child, which means I can kick like a mule; you are sitting in front of me; and ''I have another shoe''.
-> ‘What is sticking in your foot is a Mitzy “Pretty Lucretia” four-inch heel, the most dangerous footwear in the world. Considered as pounds per square inch, it’s like being trodden on by a very pointy elephant. [[DirtyHarry Now, I know what you’re thinking]]: you’re thinking, “Could she press it all the way through to the floor?” And, you know, I’m not sure about that myself. The sole of your boot might give me a bit of trouble, but nothing else will. But that’s not the worrying part. The worrying part is that I was forced practically at knifepoint to take ballet lessons as a child, which means I can kick like a mule; you are sitting in front of me; and ''I have another shoe''.
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-> It’s a matter of style, okay? A proper brawl doesn’t just ''happen''.
''happen''.
-> ‘What is sticking in your foot is a Mitzy “Pretty Lucretia” four-inch heel, the most dangerous footwear in the world. Considered as pounds per square inch, it’s like being trodden on by a very pointy elephant. [[DirtyHarry Now, I know what you’re thinking]]: you’re thinking, “Could she press it all the way through to the floor?” And, you know, I’m not sure about that myself. The sole of your boot might give me a bit of trouble, but nothing else will. But that’s not the worrying part. The worrying part is that I was forced practically at knifepoint to take ballet lessons as a child, which means I can kick like a mule; you are sitting in front of me; and ''I have another shoe''.
-> ‘What is sticking in your foot is a Mitzy “Pretty Lucretia” four-inch heel, the most dangerous footwear in the world. Considered as pounds per square inch, it’s like being trodden on by a very pointy elephant. [[DirtyHarry Now, I know what you’re thinking]]: you’re thinking, “Could she press it all the way through to the floor?” And, you know, I’m not sure about that myself. The sole of your boot might give me a bit of trouble, but nothing else will. But that’s not the worrying part. The worrying part is that I was forced practically at knifepoint to take ballet lessons as a child, which means I can kick like a mule; you are sitting in front of me; and ''I have another shoe''.
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-> If he’d been a hero, he would have taken the opportunity to say, ‘That’s what I call sorted!’ Since he wasn’t a hero, he threw up.
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-> If he’d been a hero, he would have taken the opportunity to say, ‘That’s what I call sorted!’ Since he wasn’t a hero, he threw up.
up.
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-> '''Dr. Lawn:''' Yes, his trousers were the subject of a controlled detonation after one of his socks exploded. We’re not sure why.’
-> '''Moist:''' ‘He fills them with sulphur and charcoal to keep his feet fresh, and he soaks his trousers in saltpetre to prevent Gnats.’
-> It was garbage, but it had been cooked by an expert. Oh, yes. You had to admire the way perfectly innocent words were mugged, ravished, stripped of all true meaning and decency and then sent to walk the gutter for Reacher Gilt, although ‘synergistically’ had probably been a whore from the start.
-> '''Moist:''' ‘He fills them with sulphur and charcoal to keep his feet fresh, and he soaks his trousers in saltpetre to prevent Gnats.’
-> It was garbage, but it had been cooked by an expert. Oh, yes. You had to admire the way perfectly innocent words were mugged, ravished, stripped of all true meaning and decency and then sent to walk the gutter for Reacher Gilt, although ‘synergistically’ had probably been a whore from the start.
to:
-> '''Dr. Lawn:''' Yes, his trousers were the subject of a controlled detonation after one of his socks exploded. We’re not sure why.’
’
-> '''Moist:''' ‘He fills them with sulphur and charcoal to keep his feet fresh, and he soaks his trousers in saltpetre to prevent Gnats.’
’
-> It was garbage, but it had been cooked by an expert. Oh, yes. You had to admire the way perfectly innocent words were mugged, ravished, stripped of all true meaning and decency and then sent to walk the gutter for Reacher Gilt, although ‘synergistically’ had probably been a whore from thestart.
start.
-> '''Moist:''' ‘He fills them with sulphur and charcoal to keep his feet fresh, and he soaks his trousers in saltpetre to prevent Gnats.
-> It was garbage, but it had been cooked by an expert. Oh, yes. You had to admire the way perfectly innocent words were mugged, ravished, stripped of all true meaning and decency and then sent to walk the gutter for Reacher Gilt, although ‘synergistically’ had probably been a whore from the
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-> There was a pregnant pause. It gave birth to a lot of little pauses, each one more deeply embarrassing than its parent.
-> '''Moist:''' 'So now you’re, what was it again . . . crackers?’
-> '''Mad Al:''' 'That’s right. Because we can crack the system.'
-> '''Moist:''' 'That sounds a bit over-dramatic when you’re just doing it with lamps, doesn’t it?’
-> '''Sane Alex:''' 'Yes, but "flashers" was already taken.’
-> '''Moist:''' 'So now you’re, what was it again . . . crackers?’
-> '''Mad Al:''' 'That’s right. Because we can crack the system.'
-> '''Moist:''' 'That sounds a bit over-dramatic when you’re just doing it with lamps, doesn’t it?’
-> '''Sane Alex:''' 'Yes, but "flashers" was already taken.’
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-> There was a pregnant pause. It gave birth to a lot of little pauses, each one more deeply embarrassing than its parent.
parent.
-> '''Moist:''' 'So now you’re, what was it again . . .crackers?’
crackers?’
-> '''Mad Al:''' 'That’s right. Because we can crack the system.'
'
-> '''Moist:''' 'That sounds a bit over-dramatic when you’re just doing it with lamps, doesn’tit?’
it?’
-> '''Sane Alex:''' 'Yes, but "flashers" was already taken.’ ’
-> '''Moist:''' 'So now you’re, what was it again . . .
-> '''Mad Al:''' 'That’s right. Because we can crack the system.
-> '''Moist:''' 'That sounds a bit over-dramatic when you’re just doing it with lamps, doesn’t
-> '''Sane Alex:''' 'Yes, but "flashers" was already taken.
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-> "Look after your mates. And keep out of the way of officers, ’cos they ain’t healthy. That’s what you learn in the army. The enemy dun’t really want to fight you, ’cos the enemy is mostly blokes like you who want to go home with all their bits still on. But officers’ll get you killed.”
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-> "Look after your mates. And keep out of the way of officers, ’cos they ain’t healthy. That’s what you learn in the army. The enemy dun’t really want to fight you, ’cos the enemy is mostly blokes like you who want to go home with all their bits still on. But officers’ll get you killed.”
”
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-> There was this about vampires; they could never look scruffy. Instead, they were…what was the word… ''dishabille''. It meant untidy, but with bags and bags of style.
-> '''Blouse:''' “You can’t torture an unarmed man!”
-> '''Blouse:''' “You can’t torture an unarmed man!”
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-> There was this about vampires; they could never look scruffy. Instead, they were…what was the word… ''dishabille''. It meant untidy, but with bags and bags of style.
style.
-> '''Blouse:''' “You can’t torture an unarmedman!” man!”
-> '''Blouse:''' “You can’t torture an unarmed
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-> '''Jackrum:''' “There could be.”
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-> '''Jackrum:''' “There could be.” ”
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-> '''Maladicta:''' "[[TheButcher Vimes the Butcher?]]"
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-> '''Maladicta:''' "[[TheButcher Vimes the Butcher?]]" Butcher?]]"
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''Memorable quotes from [[SturgeonsLaw the 10% that isn't crap]]'' The ''very'' best imitation-Terry, pseudo-Terry, ersatz-Pratchett and quasi-Pterry, please!
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''Memorable quotes from [[SturgeonsLaw the 10% that isn't crap]]'' The ''very'' best imitation-Terry, pseudo-Terry, ersatz-Pratchett and quasi-Pterry, please!
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->'''Rincewind''' Yes i've gibbon up. no monkey, ape ... oh damn! (the librarian hits him over the head)
-> "Ugh It's horrible... hang on it's me! rather chap ain't he?
-> "Ugh It's horrible... hang on it's me! rather chap ain't he?
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->'''Rincewind''' Yes i've I've gibbon up. no monkey, ape ... oh damn! (the The librarian hits him over the head)
-> "Ugh It's horrible... hangon on, it's me! rather chap ain't he?
-> "Ugh It's horrible... hang
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crap]]'' The ''very'' best imitation-Terry, pseudo-Terry, ersatz-Pratchett and quasi-Pterry, please!
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stuck on sturgeon
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-->"Where do you get that sort of money from, Sandra Battye?" demanded Rosie.//
-->"Well, you for one. I have a contract with the Seamstresses' Guild for ongoing repairs of clothing which sometimes gets damaged in the course of normal business. You do get over-enthusiastic clients who find buttons and hooks and eyes hard to manage? Seams are split occasionally in the haste to undress and be undressed? So you ''seamstress''es send the clothing items to'''' we ''prostitutes for repair and fine adjustment? And in any case we've been preparing for this moment for a year or two now. My Lord, there are relatively few of us and demand for our services always exceeds supply. It hasn't been terribly difficult to build a surplus fund in a bank account, especially now Mr von Lipwig is offering interest on business accounts."
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-->"Well, you for one. I have a contract with the Seamstresses' Guild for ongoing repairs of clothing which sometimes gets damaged in the course of normal business. You do get over-enthusiastic clients who find buttons and hooks and eyes hard to manage? Seams are split occasionally in the haste to undress and be undressed? So you ''seamstress''es send the clothing items to'''' we ''prostitutes for repair and fine adjustment? And in any case we've been preparing for this moment for a year or two now. My Lord, there are relatively few of us and demand for our services always exceeds supply. It hasn't been terribly difficult to build a surplus fund in a bank account, especially now Mr von Lipwig is offering interest on business accounts."
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-->"Where do you get that sort of money from, Sandra Battye?" demanded Rosie.//
Rosie.
-->"Well, you for one. I have a contract with the Seamstresses' Guild for ongoing repairs of clothing which sometimes gets damaged in the course of normal business. You do get over-enthusiastic clients who find buttons and hooks and eyes hard to manage? Seams are split occasionally in the haste to undress and be undressed? So you''seamstress''es ''seamstresses'' send the clothing items to'''' to we ''prostitutes ''prostitutes'' for repair and fine adjustment? And in any case we've been preparing for this moment for a year or two now. My Lord, there are relatively few of us us, and demand for our services always exceeds supply. It hasn't been terribly difficult to build a surplus fund in a bank account, especially now Mr von Lipwig is offering interest on business accounts."
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-->"Well, you for one. I have a contract with the Seamstresses' Guild for ongoing repairs of clothing which sometimes gets damaged in the course of normal business. You do get over-enthusiastic clients who find buttons and hooks and eyes hard to manage? Seams are split occasionally in the haste to undress and be undressed? So you
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''Memorable quotes from [[Sturgeon'sLaw the 10% that isn't crap]]''
-->"Where do you get that sort of money from, Sandra Battye?" demanded Rosie.//
-->"Well, you for one. I have a contract with the Seamstresses' Guild for ongoing repairs of clothing which sometimes gets damaged in the course of normal business. You do get over-enthusiastic clients who find buttons and hooks and eyes hard to manage? Seams are split occasionally in the haste to undress and be undressed? So you ''seamstress''es send the clothing items to'''' we ''prostitutes for repair and fine adjustment? And in any case we've been preparing for this moment for a year or two now. My Lord, there are relatively few of us and demand for our services always exceeds supply. It hasn't been terribly difficult to build a surplus fund in a bank account, especially now Mr von Lipwig is offering interest on business accounts."
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''Memorable quotes from [[Sturgeon'sLaw the 10% that isn't crap]]''
-->"Where do you get that sort of money from, Sandra Battye?" demanded Rosie.//
-->"Well, you for one. I have a contract with the Seamstresses' Guild for ongoing repairs of clothing which sometimes gets damaged in the course of normal business. You do get over-enthusiastic clients who find buttons and hooks and eyes hard to manage? Seams are split occasionally in the haste to undress and be undressed? So you ''seamstress''es send the clothing items to'''' we ''prostitutes for repair and fine adjustment? And in any case we've been preparing for this moment for a year or two now. My Lord, there are relatively few of us and demand for our services always exceeds supply. It hasn't been terribly difficult to build a surplus fund in a bank account, especially now Mr von Lipwig is offering interest on business accounts."
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