Anyway, if you stop tellin' people it's all sorted out afer they're dead, they might try sorting it all out while they're alive.

IT'S THE EXPRESSION ON THEIR LITTLE FACES I LIKE, said the Hogfather. "You mean sort of fear and awe and not knowing whether to laugh or cry or wet their pants?" YES. NOW THAT IS WHAT I CALL BELIEF.

NAUGHTY AND NICE? said Death. BUT IT'S EASY TO BE NICE IF YOU'RE RICH. IS THIS FAIR? Albert wanted to argue. He wanted to say, Really? In that case, how come so many of the rich buggers is bastards? And being poor don't mean being naughty, neither.

Vimes stalked gloomily through the crowded streets, feeling like the only pickled onion in a fruit salad.

We who think we are about to die will laugh at anything.

His progress through life was hampered by his tremendous sense of his own ignorance, a disability which affects all too few.

Well, yes, but it's not about the football." "You're saying that football is not about football?" "It's the sharing," she said. "It's being part of the crowd. It's chanting together. It's all of it. the whole thing.