How do you get all those coins?" asked Mort. IN PAIRS.

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

For an author, the nice characters aren't much fun. What you want are the screwed up characters. You know, the characters that are constantly wondering if what they are doing is the right thing, characters that are not only screwed up but are self-tapping screws. They're doing it for themselves.

Even if it's not your fault, it's your responsibility.

I think you should be proud of not being worse than just deeply introverted and socially maladjusted.

Go on, prove me wrong. Destroy the fabric of the universe. See if I care.

I don't hold with paddlin' with the occult," said Granny firmly. "Once you start paddlin' with the occult you start believing in spirits, and when you start believing in spirits you start believing in demons, and then before you know where you are you're believing in gods. And then you're in trouble." "But all them things exist," said Nanny Ogg. "That's no call to go around believing in them. It only encourages 'em.