In defiance of Miss Maccalariat I'd like to commit hanky-panky with you, Miss Adora Belle Dearheart... well, certainly hanky, and possibly panky when we get to know one another better.

Next comes the realist phase ("After all, from a purely geometrical point of view a cat is only a tube with a door at the top.")

(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.

If you don't know when to be a human being, you don't know when to be a witch.

My character - and for that matter my worst habits - could only be described by someone else. You can't open a box with the crowbar inside it.

Hat = wizard, wizard = hat. Everything else is frippery.

Technically, the city of Ankh-Morpork is a Tyranny, which is not always the same thing as a monarchy, and in fact even the post of Tyrant has been somewhat redefined by the incumbent, Lord Vetinari, as the only form of democracy that works. Everyone is entitled to vote, unless disqualified by reason of age or not being Lord Vetinari.