My name is immaterial,' she said. That's a pretty name,' said Rincewind.
And Sam Vimes thought: Why is Young Sam's nursery full of farmyard animals anyway? Why are his books full of moo-cows and baa-lambs? He is growing up in the city. He will only see them on a plate! They go sizzle!
It's still magic even if you know how it's done.
The IQ of a mob is the IQ of its dumbest member divided by the number of mobsters.
"And what would humans be without love?" Rare, said Death.
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.