They seemed prepared to make the world the way they wanted it or die in the attempt, and the trouble with dying in the attempt was that you died in the attempt.
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“I’m not going to ride on a magic carpet!” he hissed. “I’m afraid of grounds!”
“You mean heights,” said Conina. “And stop being silly.”
“I know what I mean! It’s the grounds that kill you!”
The first thing a young wizard learns at the Unseen University–apart from where the peg is and which way to the lavatory–is that he must protect himself at all times.
Some people think this is paranoia, but it isn’t. Paranoids only tink everyone is out to get them. Wizards know it.
“Don’t blame yourself–” said Rincewind, as Nijel reached up and tried unsuccessfuly to free the blade.
“–I’ll do it for you.”
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
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.
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.