They say that the prospect of being hanged in the morning concentrates a man's mind wonderfully; unfortunately, what the mind inevitably concentrates on is that, in the morning, it will be in a body that is going to be hanged.

Well, it would have to be “The Man Who Was Thursday.” It’s a damn good read that I believe should be read by everyone in politics.

Man just went past with a cat on his head,

Because no man wants to be a coward in front of a cheese.

The man gave a shrug which indicated that, although the world did indeed have many problems, this was one of them that was not his.

Someone got killed up here.... It was outside. A tall man. He had one leg longer’n the other. And a beard. He was probably a hunter." "How’d you know all that?" "I just trod on ‘im.

Let's see, now... in HOGFATHER there are a number of stabbings, someone's killed by a man made of knives, someone's killed by the dark, and someone just been killed by a wardrobe. It's a book about the magic of childhood. You can tell.

Young man, the games we play are lessons we learn. The assumptions we make, things we ignore, and things we change make us what we become.

You are very clever," said the old man shyly. "I would like to eat your brains, one day.