That, lad," he said proudly, "was some of the worst poetry I have heard for a long time. It was offensive to the ear and a torrrture to the soul....We'll make a gonnagle out of ye yet!
Terry PratchettVimes stalked gloomily through the crowded streets, feeling like the only pickled onion in a fruit salad.
Terry PratchettIt's lies. It's all lies. Some of them are just prettier than others, that's all. People see what they think is there.
Terry Pratchett