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Everything About Fiction You Never Wanted to Know.


"It's not a black and white issue. There are so many shades of grey."
"Nope."
"Pardon?"
"There's no greys, only white that's got grubby. I'm surprised you don't know that. And sin, young man, is when you treat people as things. Including yourself. That's what sin is."
"It's a lot more complicated than that--"
"No. It ain't. When people say things are a lot more complicated than that, they means they're getting worried that they won't like the truth. People as things, that's where it starts."
"Oh, I'm sure there are worse crimes--"
"But they starts with thinking about people as things. . ."

"But you read a lot of books, I'm thinking. Hard to have faith, ain't it, when you've read too many books?"

"Nac mac Feegle wha hae!"

In Ghat they believe in vampire watermelons, although folklore is silent about what they believe about vampire watermelons. Possibly they suck back.

Perdita thought that not obeying rules was somehow cool. Agnes thought that rules like "Don't fall into this huge pit of spikes" were there for a purpose.

Lancre operated on the feudal system, which was to say, everyone feuded all the time and handed on the fight to their descendants.

"I name you ... Esmeralda Margaret Note Spelling of Lancre!"

There are many rhymes about magpies, but none of them is very reliable because they are not the ones the magpies know themselves.

One or two of the old barrows had been exposed over the years, their huge stones attracting their own folklore. If you left your unshod horse at one of them overnight and placed sixpence on the stone, in the morning the sixpence would be gone and you'd never see your horse again, either...

"You wouldn't let a poor old lady go off to confront monsters on a wild night like this, would you?"
"So why should we care what happens to monsters?"
"Would you go out alone on a night like this?"
"Depends if I knew where Granny Weatherwax was."

He was trying to find some help in the ancient military journals of General Tacticus, whose intelligent campaigning had been so successful that he'd lent his very name to the detailed prosecution of martial endeavour, and had actually found a section headed What to Do If One Army Occupies a Well-fortified and Superior Ground and the Other Does Not, but since the first sentence read "Endeavour to be the one inside" he'd rather lost heart.

"Remember -- that which does not kill us can only make us stronger."
"And that which does kill us leaves us dead!"



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