And Sam Vimes thought: Why is Young Sam's nursery full of farmyard animals anyway? Why are his books full of moo-cows and baa-lambs? He is growing up in the city. He will only see them on a plate! They go sizzle!

Humanity's a nice place to visit, but you wouldn't want to live there.

People couldn't become truly holy, he said, unless they also had the opportunity to be definitively wicked.

Everyone should occasionally break the law in some small and delightful way. It's good for the hygiene of the brain.

Granny Weatherwax was firmly against fiction. Life was hard enough without lies floating around and changing the way people thought.

Several sellers of hot meat pies and sausages in a bun had appeared from nowhere and were doing a brisk trade. [Footnote: They always do, everywhere. No-one sees them arrive. The logical explaination is that the franchise includes the stall, the paper hat and a small gas-powered time machine.]

Money makes people rich; it is a fallacy to think it makes them better, or even that it makes them worse. People are what they do, and what they leave behind.