Sometimes words need music too. Sometimes the descriptions are not enough. Books should be written with soundtracks, like films.

You have to start out learning to believe the little lies. "So we can believe the big ones?" Yes. Justice, mercy, duty. That sort of thing.

Actors, said Granny, witheringly. As if the world weren't full of enough history without inventing more.

I've never really liked the Yanks. ... You can't trust people who pick up the ball all the time when they play football.

"Multiple exclamation marks," he went on, shaking his head, "are a sure sign of a diseased mind."

I don't want to hurt you, Mistress Weatherwax," said Mrs Gogol. "That's good," said Granny. "I don't want you to hurt me either.

I'd rather be a rising ape than a falling angel.