But the helmet had gold decoration, and the bespoke armorers had made a new gleaming breastplate with useless gold ornamentation on it. Sam Vimes felt like a class traitor every time he wore it. He hated being thought of as one of those people that wore stupid ornamental armor. It was gilt by association.
Terry PratchettVimes struggled to his feet, shook his head and set off after it. No thought was involved. It is the ancient instinct of terriers and policemen to chase anything that runs away.
Terry PratchettI wish that the people who sing about the deeds of heroes would think about the people who have to clear up after them.
Terry PratchettHis sister had been sent down to the village to ask Mistress Garlick the witch how you stopped spelling recommendation.
Terry Pratchett