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378 pages, Hardcover
First published January 1, 2011
I reckoned that if I let them give me enough titles I'd eventually get one I could live with.
'I could have taxed all kinds of things, but I have decided to tax something that you could eminently do without. It's hardly addictive, is it?'
'Some people tend to think so. There is a certain amount of grumbling, sir.'
Vetinari did not look up from his paperwork. 'Drumknott,' he said. 'Life is addictive. If people complain overmuch, I think I will have to draw that fact to their attention.'
'Well, sir, I believe I must take you before the magistrates?'
Vimes noted the little question mark. 'Who is your boss, Feeney?'
'The aforesaid bench of magistrates, sir.'
'Your boss is the law, chief constable, and don't you forget it.'
'You may be interested to know that the goblin name for [Corporal Nobbs] is Breaking Wind?'
She did not appear to smile and Vimes said, 'Yes, very apt. I've always thought of Nobby as a draught-extruder.'
“Little crimes breed big crimes. You smile at little crimes and then big crimes blow your head off.”
“...smoke twisting amongst the lights and turning the air a desolate blue, the colour of dead hopes and lost chances.”
Dreamers come and go
But the dream's forever