Mort was hurt by this. It was one thing not to want to marry someone, but quite another to be told they didn't want to marry you.

Even our fears make us feel important, because we fear we might not be.

Some shadows are so long, they arrive before the light.

What your soldier wants - really, really wants - is no-one shooting back at him.

She was already learning that if you ignore the rules people will, half the time, quietly rewrite them so that they don't apply to you.

No matter what she did with her hair it took about three minutes for it to tangle itself up again, like a garden hosepipe in a shed [Which, no matter how carefully coiled, will always uncoil overnight and tie the lawnmower to the bicycles].

Using a metaphor in front of a man as unimaginative as Ridcully was like a red flag to a bu... was like putting something very annoying in front of someone who was annoyed by it.