Are you a devious, plotting, unreliable madman? Ah, good, then you can be my most trusted advisor.

People aren't just people, they are people surrounded by circumstances.

I get it,' said the prisoner. 'Good Cop, Bad Cop, eh?' If you like.' said Vimes. 'But we're a bit short staffed here, so if I give you a cigarette would you mind kicking yourself in the teeth?

The reaper does not listen to the harvest.

God moves in extremely mysterious, not to say, circuitous ways. God does not play dice with the universe; He plays an ineffable game of His own devising, which might be compared, from the perspective of any of the other players, ie., everybody, to being involved in an obscure and complex version of poker in a pitch-dark room, with blank cards, for infinite stakes, with a Dealer who won't tell you the rules, and who smiles all the time.

Vimes's lack of interest in other people's children was limitless.

The truth is a fog, in which one man sees the heavenly host and the other one sees a flying elephant.