This, milord, is my family's axe. We have owned it for almost nine hundred years, see. Of course, sometimes it needed a new blade. And sometimes it has required a new handle, new designs on the metalw...
This man was so absent-mindedly clever that he could paint pictures that didn’t just follow you around the room but went home with you and did the washing-up.
They suffered from the terrible delusion that something could be done. They seemed prepared to make the world the way they wanted it or die in the attempt, and the trouble with dying in the attempt wa...
They sometimes forgot what happened if you let a pawn get all the way up the board.
They say this fruit be like unto the world / So sweet. Or like, say I, the heart of man / So red without and yet within, unclue’d / We find the worm, the rot, the flaw. / However glows his bloom the b...
They say that the prospect of being hanged in the morning concentrates a man's mind wonderfully; unfortunately, what the mind inevitably concentrates on is that, in the morning, it will be in a body t...
They obeyed, as wise men do when a woman puts her foot down . . .
They looked up. Someone with a face and apron that said ‘barman’ in seven hundred languages was standing over them, a wine jug in each hand.No women in here, he went on.Why not? said Nobby.No women as...
They know that people need witches; they need the unofficial people who understand the difference between right and wrong, and when right is wrong and when wrong is right. The world needs the people w...
They felt, in fact, tremendously bucked-up, which was how Lady Ramkin would almost certainly have put it and which was definitely several letters of the alphabet away from how they normally felt.
These weren't cheap modern books; these were books bound in leather, and not just leather, but leather from clever cows who had given their lives for literature after a happy existence in the very bes...
There’s no a lot of laughs in an underworld. This one used to be called Limbo, ya ken, ’cause the door was verra low.
There will be justice, said Brutha. If there is no justice, there is nothing.
There were two ways of looking at the world, but only one when you are starving.
There was something about the eyes. It wasn’t the shape or the color. The was no evil glint. But there was…… a look. It was such a look that a microbe might encounter if it could see up from the botto...
There was never anything to be gained from observing what humans said to one another--language was just there to hide their thoughts.
There is a curse.They say:May you live in interesting times.
Then there was the puzzle of why the sun came out during the day, instead of at night when the light would come in useful.
The universe contains any amount of horrible ways to be woken up, such as the noise of the mob breaking down the front door, the scream of fire engines, or the realization that today is the Monday whi...
The trouble with witches is that they’ll never run away from things they really hate.And the trouble with small furry animals in a corner is that, just occasionally, one of them’s a mongoose.