He'd noticed that sex bore some resemblance to cookery: it fascinated people, they sometimes bought books full of complicated recipes and interesting pictures, and sometimes when they were really hungry they created vast banquets in their imagination - but at the end of the day they'd settle quite happily for egg and chips. If it was well done and maybe had a slice of tomato.

Ankh-Morpork had dallied with many forms of government and had ended up with that form of democracy known as One Man, One Vote. The Patrician was the Man; he had the Vote.

I don't think about the end game. I've got lots to occupy my mind. It's the rage that keeps me going.

It was raining in the small, mountainous country of Llamedos. It was always raining in Llamedos. Rain was the country's main export. It had rain mines.

Freedom without limits is just a word.

Bishops move diagonally. That's why they often turn up where the kings don't expect them to be.

Just because someone's a member of an ethnic minority doesn't mean they're not a nasty small-minded little jerk [...]