That, lad," he said proudly, "was some of the worst poetry I have heard for a long time. It was offensive to the ear and a torrrture to the soul....We'll make a gonnagle out of ye yet!

He was currently wondering vaguely who Moey and Chandon were.

I dare say that quite a few people have contemplated death for reasons that much later seemed to them to be quite minor.

This was the definition of eternity; it was the space of time devised by the Great God Om to ensure that everyone got the punishment that was due to them.

I was merely endeavoring to indicate that if we do not grab events by the collar they will have us by the throat. -Lord Vetinari

Even the blind and meek and voiceless have gods.

Tell someone you are going to rob them and all that will happen is that you'll get a reputation as a truthful man.