Vimes' meeting with the Patrician ended as all such meetings did, with the guest going away in possession of an unfocused yet very nagging suspicion that he'd only just escaped with his life.

“In the beginning was the word. And the word was "Hey, you!”

“We've strayed into a zone with a high magical index,' he said. 'Don't ask me ho…”

“No matter what she did with her hair it took about three minutes for it to tang…”

“Bishops move diagonally. That's why they often turn up where the kings don't ex…”