No, what he didn't like about heroes was that they were usually suicidally gloomy when sober and homicidally insane when drunk.

Knowing that you are going to die is, I suspect, the beginning of wisdom.

You just put that sword away, sir, please," said the voice of Lance-Constable Vimes. "You will not shoot me, you young idiot. That would be murder," said the captain calmly. "Not where I'm aiming, sir.

The girls were expected to grow up to be somebody's wife. They were also expected to read and write, those being considered soft indoor jobs that were too fiddly for the boys.

Rumour is information distilled so finely that it can filter through anything. It does not need doors and windows -- sometimes it does not need people. It can exist free and wild, running from ear to ear without ever touching lips.

When in doubt, choose to live.

Just to keep bad dreams at bay, she took a swig out of a bottle that smelled of apples and happy brain-death.