The figures looked more or less human. And they were engaged in religion. You could tell by the knives (it's not murder if you do it for a god).

You can think and you can fight, but the world's always movin', and if you wanna stay ahead you gotta dance.

Noble dragons don't have friends. The nearest they can get to the idea is an enemy who is still alive.

Granny sighed. "You have learned something," she said, and thought it safe to insert a touch of sternness into her voice. "They say a little knowledge is a dangerous thing, but it is not one half so bad as a lot of ignorance.

Taxation, gentlemen, is very much like dairy farming. The task is to extract the maximum amount of milk with the minimum amount of moo.

Education had been easy. Learning things had been harder.

Curiosity may have killed the cat, but her's curiosity could have massacred a pride of lions.