... witches grew old inside. (ISWM)
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‘Living this long’s not as wonderful as people think. I mean, you get the same amount of youth as everyone else, but a great big extra helping of being very old and deaf and creaky.’ (W)
Memory can play tricks after the first ten thousand years ... (LH)
'I don't think I've become old,' said Boy Willie. 'Not your actual old. Just more aware of where the next lavatory is.' (LH)
... the Abbot looked so old that he must have been around to give Time itself a bit of a push. (Truck)
Sometimes I reckon it would be better if there was a Fountain of Growing Up. (NOC)
Other people salted away money for their old age, but Nanny preferred to accumulate memories. (Ma)
Dwarfs were said to be the keenest of financial negotiators, second only in acumen and effrontery to little old ladies. (SM)
The old bards said they got better as they got older, although the old men tend to say this sort of thing regardless of daily experience. (SM)
Could they do it? They were old men. And then he thought, Yes, they are old men. They have been old men for a long time, which means they have learned many things. Like lying, and being crafty and, most importantly, dissembling. (SC)
… senior wizards tended to look upon actual magic as a bit beneath them. They tended to prefer administration, which was safer and nearly as much fun, and also big dinners. (S)
Nanny Ogg usually went to bed early. After all, she was an old lady. Sometimes she went to bed as early as 6 a.m. (Ma)
'How about a date?’
‘How old do you think I am?’ said Nanny. Casanunda considered. ‘All right, then. How about a prune?' (WA) 'Act your age, Gytha.’
‘Act? Don’t have to act, can do it automatic,’ said Nanny. ‘Acting half my age…now that’s the difficult trick.' (LL) People like Nanny Ogg turn up everywhere. It’s as if there’s some special morphic generator dedicated to the production of old women who like a laugh and aren’t averse to the odd pint, especially of some drink normally sold in very small glasses. You find them all over the place, often in pairs. (WA)
People didn’t take any notice of little old ladies who looked as though they fitted in, and Nanny Ogg could fit in faster than a dead chicken in a maggot factory. (Ma)
... like many old ladies, Nanny Ogg was a bottomless pit for free food. (CJ)
'Of course we've all passed a lot of water over the bridge since then …' (UA)
Regrettably Sybil was right. At his age you had to be sensible. You sometimes had to catch your breath, while you still had some. (Sn)
What we have here, he told himself, is a Mk1 Feisty Old Lady: turkey neck, embarrassing sense of humour, a gleeful pleasure in mild cruelty, direct way of speaking that flirts with rudeness and, more importantly, flirts with flirting. Likes to think she’s no ‘lady’. Game for anything that doesn’t carry a risk of falling over ... (MM)
old women like to know everything, or a little bit more. (W)
... you only thought the world would be better if it was run by women if you didn’t actually know many women. Or old women, at least. Take the whole thing about the dimity scarves. Women had to cover their hair on Fridays, but there was nothing about this in the Book, which was pretty dar-pretty damn rigorous about most things. It was just a custom. It was done because it was always done. And if you forgot, or didn’t want to, the old women got you. They had eyes like hawks. They could practically see through walls. And the men took notice, because no man wanted to cross the crones in case they started watching him, so half-hearted punishment would be dealt out. Whenever there was an execution, and especially when there was a whipping, you always found the grannies in the front row, sucking peppermints. (MR)
One thing Vimes was learning fast was the natural vindictiveness of old ladies, who had no sense of fair play when it came to fighting soldiers; give a granny a spear and a hole to jab it through, and young men on the other side were in big trouble. (NW)
Fools rush in, but they are laggards compared to little old ladies with nothing left to fear. (SLF)
The ability of skinny old ladies to carry huge loads is phenomenal. Studies have shown that an ant can carry one hundred times its own weight, but there is no known limit to the lifting power of the average tiny eighty-year-old Spanish peasant grandmother. (RM)
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