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.
Stupid men are often capable of things the clever would not dare to contemplate.
...Roland de Chumsfanleigh (it wasn't his fault).
People think that stories are shaped by people. In fact, it's the other way around.
They can tak' oour lives but they canna tak' oour troousers!
(About sweeping).... What he was in FACT doing was moving the dirt around with a broom, to give it a change of scenery and a chance to make new friends.