Theatre of Cruelty by Terry Pratchett
It was a fine summer morning, the kind to make a man happy to be alive. And probably the man would have been happier to be alive. He was, in fact, dead. It would be hard to be deader without special training. (TC)
‘I call it highly suspicious, being dead like that. He’s been drinking, too. We could do him for being dead and disorderly.’ (TC)
Captain Vimes believed in logic, in much the same way as a man in a desert believed in ice – i.e., it was something he really needed, but this just wasn’t the world for it. (TC)
He was incredibly simple, but in the same way that a sword is simple, or an ambush is simple. He was also possibly the most linear thinker in the history of the universe. (TC)
…Corporal Nobbs had chalked the outline of the corpse on the ground (colouring it in, and adding a pipe and a walking stick and some trees and bushes in the background – people had already dropped 7p in his helmet). (TC)
‘I call it highly suspicious, being dead like that. He’s been drinking, too. We could do him for being dead and disorderly.’ (TC)
Captain Vimes believed in logic, in much the same way as a man in a desert believed in ice – i.e., it was something he really needed, but this just wasn’t the world for it. (TC)
He was incredibly simple, but in the same way that a sword is simple, or an ambush is simple. He was also possibly the most linear thinker in the history of the universe. (TC)
…Corporal Nobbs had chalked the outline of the corpse on the ground (colouring it in, and adding a pipe and a walking stick and some trees and bushes in the background – people had already dropped 7p in his helmet). (TC)
