‘They just say that to get it into bed.' (FC)
'I thought dwarfs loved gold,’ said Angua.
‘They just say that to get it into bed.' (FC)
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By now, if it had been a dwarf bar, the floor would be sticky with beer, the air would be full of flying quaff, and people would be singing. They’d probably be singing the latest dwarf tune, Gold, Gold, Gold, or one of the old favourites, like Gold, Gold, Gold, or the all-time biggie, Gold,Gold, Gold. (FC)
Dwarfs regard baking as part of the art of warfare. When they make rock cakes, no simile is intended. (FC)
'Have you ever eaten dwarf bread?’
‘No.’ ‘Everyone should try it once,’ said Carrot. He appeared to consider this. ‘Most people do,’ he added. (MA) Dwarfs are known for their sense of humour, in a way. People point them out and say: ‘Those little devils haven’t got a sense of humour.' (MA)
There are many recipes for the flat round loaves of Lancre dwarf bread, but the common aim of all of them is to make a
field ration that is long-lasting, easily packed and can disembowel the enemy if skimmed through the air hard enough. Edibility is a kind of optional extra. (LL) But it was miraculous, the dwarf bread. No-one ever went hungry when they had some dwarf bread to avoid. You only had to look at it for a moment, and instantly you could think of dozens of things you’d rather eat. Your boots, for example. Mountains. Raw sheep. Your own foot. (WA)
All dwarfs have beards and wear many layers of clothing. Their courtships are largely concerned with finding out, in
delicate and circumspect ways, what sex the other dwarf is. (MP) All dwarfs are by nature dutiful, serious, literate, obedient and thoughtful people whose only minor failing is a tendency, after one drink, to rush at enemies screaming ‘Arrrrrrgh!’ and axing their legs off at the knee. (GG)
When you spend a large part of your life underground, you develop a very literal mind. Dwarfs have no use for metaphor and simile. Rocks are hard, the darkness is dark. Start messing around with descriptions like that and you’re in big trouble, is their motto. (GG)
... fifty years ago, a dwarf tinkering in Ankh-Morpork had found that if you put a simple fine mesh over your lantern flame it’d burn blue in the presence of the gas but wouldn’t explode. It was a discovery of immense value to the good of dwarfkind and, as so often happens with such discoveries, almost immediately led to a war. (FE)
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