Oh, that’s just Thud! That’s easy!” yapped a voice.Both men turned to look at Horsefry, who had been made perky by sheer relief.”I used to play it when I was a kid,” he burbled. It’s boring. The dwarfs always win!”Gilt and Vetinari shared a look. It said: While I loathe you and every aspect of...
There was no safety. There was no pride. All there was, was money. Everything became money, and money became everything. Money treated us as if we were things, and we died.
That’s the fashion. Fast as the speed of light, they say. Ha! It’s got no soul, sir, no heart.
I curse when I get really upset. Letting off steam that way makes me feel a little bit better. I’ve been through a lot, but I have never had the urge to go postal. I thank fuck for that.