If you put butter and salt on it, it tastes like salty butter.

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.

I was just a kid then. But I won't forget. Nor will others. There's lots of people with reason to hate the Church.

I grow as many of our vegetables as I can, because my granddad was a professional gardener, and it's in the blood.

Any fool could be a witch with a runic knife, but it took skill to be one with an apple corer.

Just call in at the torturer on your way out. See when he can fit you in.

5.Buggre Alle this for a Larke I amme sick to mye Hart of typefetinge. Master Biltonn if no Gentelmann, and Master Scagges now more that a tighte fisted Southwarke Knobbefticke. I telle you, onne a daye laike thif Ennywone withe half and oz of Sense shoulde bee oute in the Suneshain, ane nott Stucke here alle the lielong dale inn thif mowldey olde By-Our-Lady Workefhoppe *AE@;I*