What kind of man would put a known criminal in charge of a major branch of government? Apart from, say, the average voter.

They looked at one another in incomprehension, two minds driving opposite ways up a narrow street and waiting for the other man to reverse first.

…We were born vampires." "I thought you became –" "— vampires by being bitten? Dear me, no. Oh, we can turn people into vampires, it’s an easy technique, but what would be the point? When you eat… now what is it you eat? Oh yes, chocolate… you don’t want to turn it into another Agnes Nitt, do you? Less chocolate to go around." He sighed. "Oh dear, superstition, superstition everywhere we turn.

I’m not superstitious. I’m a witch. Witches aren’t superstitious. We are what people are superstitious of.

Quick, someone's coming! Look real!

A marriage is always made up of two people who are prepared to swear that only the other one snores.

The trouble was that he was talking in philosophy but they were listening in gibberish.