It'd be a funny old world, he reflected, if demons went around trusting one another. (GO)
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'You have got a choice. You can either be on the stage, just a performer, just going through the lines ... or you can be outside it, and know how the script works, where the scenery hangs, and where the trapdoors are.' (Ma)
'... them as makes the endings don't get them...' (Ma)
'... if you do know Right from Wrong you can't choose Wrong. You just can't do it and live.' (Ma)
A psychiatrist, dealing with a man who fears he is being followed by a large and terrible monster, will endeavour to convince him that monsters don't exist. Granny Weatherwax would simply give him a chair to stand on and a very heavy stick. (Ma)
People who would not believe a High Priest if he said the sky was blue, and was able to produce signed affidavits to this effect from his white-haired old mother and three Vestal virgins, would trust just about anything whispered darkly behind their hand by a complete stranger in a pub. (Ma)
... the IQ of a mob is the IQ of its most stupid member divided by the number of mobsters ... (Ma)
It had always seemed to him that one of the major flaws in the whole business of opera was the audience. They were quite unsuitable. The only ones worse than the ones who didn't know anything at all about music, and whose idea of a sensible observation was 'I liked that bit near the end when her voice went wobbly' were the ones who thought they did .... (Ma)
'Money don't buy happiness, Gytha.'
'I only wanted to rent it for a few weeks.' (Ma) Nanny enjoyed music, as well. If music were the food of love, she was game for a sonata and chips at any time. (Ma)
Washing-up is a badge of membership anywhere. (Ma)
Looking into Granny's eyes was like looking into a mirror. What you saw looking back at you was yourself and there was no hiding-place. (Ma)
Other people salted away money for their old age, but Nanny preferred to accumulate memories. (Ma)
'I must catch up on my sleep.'
'Don't worry, I shouldn't think it's had time to get far away,' said Nanny. (Ma) People always tended to assume that she could cope, as if capability went with mass, like gravity. (Ma)
'I have faith.'
REALLY? IN WHAT PARTICULAR DEITY? 'Oh, none of them.' THEN FAITH IN WHAT? 'Just faith, you know. In general.' (Ma) She'd long ago been resigned to the fact that people expected a bottle of something funny-coloured and sticky. It wasn't the medicine that did the trick though. It was, in a way, the spoon. (Ma)
Lancre's only other singer of note was Nanny Ogg, whose attitude to songs was purely ballistic. You just pointed your voice at the end of the verse and went for it. (Ma)
Bonnie Quarney had been gathering nuts in May with William Simple, and it was only because she'd thought ahead and taken a little advice from Nanny that she wouldn't be bearing fruit in February. (Ma)
... The first frost of the season, a petal nipping, fruit-withering little scorcher that showed you why they called Nature a mother ... (Ma)
She stopped. At least, most of Agnes stopped. It took some time for outlying regions to come to rest. (Ma)
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