This looks like a job for inadvisably applied magic if ever I saw one.
Welcome to fear, said Moist to himself. It's hope, turned inside out. You know it can't go wrong, you're sure it can't go wrong... But it might.
I don't really plan. I'm almost intuitive about things.
Sometimes you had to take a look at yourself and then look away.
Peace?' said Vetinari. 'Ah, yes, defined as period of time to allow for preparation for the next war.
Oh, where are my manners? Do sit down. Pull up a small child.