Feet of Clay (Discworld, #19)

by Terry Pratchett

Stupid men are often capable of things the clever would not dare to contemplate

Rumour is information distilled so finely that it can filter through anything.

while it was regarded as pretty good evidence of criminality to be living in a slum, for some reason owning a whole street of them merely got you invited to the very best social occasions.

the more policemen you had, the more crimes seemed to be committed.

People said that there was one law for the rich and one law for the poor, but it wasn’t true. There was no law for those who made the law, and no law for the incorrigibly lawless.

When you’ve made up your mind to shout out who you are to the world, it’s a relief to know that you can do it in a whisper.

Just because someone’s a member of an ethnic minority doesn’t mean they’re not a nasty small-minded little jerk,

Only crimes could take place in darkness. Punishment had to be done in the light.