There will be justice," said Brutha. "If there is no justice, there is nothing.

I saved a man's life once," said Granny. "Special medicine, twice a day. Boiled water with a bit of berry juice in it. Told him I'd bought it from the dwarves. That's the biggest part of doct'rin, really. Most people'll get over most things if they put their minds to it, you just have to give them an interest.

Wisdom is one of the few things that looks bigger the further away it is.

He was currently wondering vaguely who Moey and Chandon were.

They've got something they do it with, I think it's called a mocracy, and it means everyone in the whole country can say who the new Tyrant is. One man ... one vet. ... Everyone has ... the vet. Except for women, of course. And children. And criminals. And slaves. And stupid people. And people of foreign extraction. And people disapproved of for, er, various reasons. And lots of other people. But everyone apart from them. It's a very enlightened civilization.

Granny Weatherwax was firmly against fiction. Life was hard enough without lies floating around and changing the way people thought.

Voodoo is a very interesting religion for the whole family, even those members of it who are dead.