“Don’t blame yourself–” said Rincewind, as Nijel reached up and tried unsuccessfuly to free the blade.
“Thank you”
“–I’ll do it for you.”
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Citazioni #52
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Citazioni #51
Rincewind looked down at the snake, which was still trying to keep out of everyone’s way. It had good thing going in the pit, and knew trouble when it saw it. It wasn’t about to cause any irritation for anyone. It stared right back up at Rincewnid and shrugged, which is pretty clever for a reptile with no shoulders
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Citazioni #50
Rincewind sat alone in the crowded, smoky room, and didn’t take much notice when a shadow passed over the table and a sinister figure sat down opposite him. There was nothing very remarkable about sinister figures in this place. The Drum jealousy guarded its reputation as the most stylishly disreputable tavern in Ankh-Morpork and the big troll that now guarded the door carefully vetted customers for suitability in the way of black cloacks, glowing eyes, magic swords and so forth. Rincewind never found out what he did to the failures. Perhaps he ate them.
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Citazioni #49
– You’re Amelia
– You’re late.
[…]
– What happened?
– 12 years.
– You hit me with a cricket bat.
– 12 years
– A cricket bat!
– 12 years and four psychiatrists
– Four?
– I Kept biting Them.
– Why?
– They said you weren’t real.
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Citazioni #48
– Come on
– No, wait, hang on, wait, wait, wait. The shed. I destroyed that shed last time I was here, smashed it to pieces
– So there’s a new one. Let’s go.
– But the new one’s got old. It’s ten years old at least. 12 years. I’m not six month late, I’m 12 years late
– He’s coming
– You said six months
– Why did you say six months?
– We’ve got to go.
– This matters. This is important. Why did you say six months?
– Why did you say five minutes!?
– What?
– Come on.
– What?
– Come on!
– What??
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Citazioni #47
– Kissogram?
– Yes!
– Why’d you pretend to be a policewoman?
– You broke into my house! It was this or a franch maid.
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Citazioni #46
– There’s and old Earth saying, Captain. A phrase of great power, and wisdom and consolation to the soul in times of need
– What’s that, then?
– Allons-y
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Citazioni #45
In fact, the Hat had no intention of letting anything happen to it, and was currently hurryng toward the Mended Drum under the arm of a rather puzzled black clad thief. The thief, as will become apparent, was a special type of thief. This thief was an artist of theft. Other Thieves merely stole everything that was not nailed down, but this thief stole the nails as weel. This thief had scandalised Ankh by taking a particulare interest in stealing, with astonishing success, things that were in fact not only nailed down but also guarded by keen-eyed guard in inaccessible rooms. There are artists that will paint an entire chappel ceiling; this was the kind of thief that could steal it.
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Citazioni #44
The vermine is a small black-and-white relative of the lemming, found in the cold Hublandish regions. Its skin is rare and highly valued, especially by the vermine itself; the selfish little bastard will do anything rather than let go of it
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Riflessioni a Caso #40
Siamo Cosi… Oltre i complessi c’è di più (sulle note di “Siamo Donne, oltre le gambe c’è di più”)
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