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mentally divided the universe into the deserving and the undeserving, and put themselves on the appropriate side. (Location 197)

Humans didn’t seem to last long, it was probably all the effort of pumping blood up that high. (Location 364)

Crime was always with us, he reasoned, and therefore, if you were going to have crime, it at least should be organized crime. (Location 624)

The only reason you couldn’t say that Nobby was close to the animal kingdom was that the animal kingdom would get up and walk away. (Location 722)

His age was indeterminate. But in cynicism and general world weariness, which is a sort of carbon dating of the personality, he was about seven thousand years old. (Location 766)

“We must form a square,” said the captain. They all tried to form a point. (Location 1081)

The trouble was, Vimes reflected, that most of the fashion-conscious had more body to go between these component bits, whereas all that could be said of Corporal Nobbs was that he was in there somewhere. (Location 1277)

Once you’ve ruled out the impossible then whatever is left, however improbable, must be the truth. The problem lay in working out what was impossible, of course. That was the trick, all right. (Location 1781)

Traditionally, upon waking from blissfully uneventful insensibility, you ask: “Where am I?” It’s probably part of the racial consciousness or something. Vimes said it. (Location 1873)

The reason that cliches become cliches is that they are the hammers and screwdrivers in the toolbox of communication. (Location 2032)

the man whose remaining hair was spread across the dome of his head like the remnant of a defeated army. (Location 2371)

said later that he had looked into the eyes of many men who, obviously were very near death, but he had never looked into eyes that were so clearly and unmistakably looking back at him from the slopes of Hell. (Location 3411)

The sun definitely had the look of a heavenly body that was nearly at the crest of its orbit and looking forward to a long, lazy coasting toward the blankets of dusk… (Location 4132)

The rush of adrenalin that had carried him out of the palace had spent itself, and was now exacting its inevitable toll. (Location 4208)

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