Book: Wyrd Sisters

But still, I wonder at you, ' said McGrath. - You're witches, and that means, above all else should appreciate the truth, tradition, destiny, finally...
Here lies your major error, ' returned the mother. Destiny is certainly important, but people who believe that she owns them, making a big mistake. It is actually the opposite.

- Eating meat is very hard impact on the digestive system of the body - drop it McGrath. - If people could look inside his colon, his dismay would not know the limit.
- I would, anyway, precisely was frightened, - said Jul.

All people, without exception.

- That is, if I understand you correctly - squeezed McGrath ice from the excitement of the voice, the vow of non-interference for you - is something like vows never to swim. Until not fall in the water.
- It is better to violate an oath, than to go to the bottom - reasonably said nanny.

So, more I will not repeat. Or I'll hear coins, or you will hear the gurgling of blood!

The first visit took a Clownish Affairs of the Guild for the branch of the Guild of Assassins, whose rather neat, spacious case (who-whom, and the murderers always got money) was located in the neighborhood. Happened, young clowns, shtudiruyutsya acuity in the premises, the walls of which even in summer was covered with frost, heard the sounds of rollicking fun future murderers and fiercely jealous of the lucky ones. Although the number of revelers to the end of the semester were consistently decreased (Night Guild Masters always stood for natural selection).

The world is the stage on which the gods play out the eternal drama...
Soon, his hand began to diligently scribble.
"Drive - a stage - creak pen - where everyone has a role..." looking Up, he with anticipation hesitated, wondering how to more successfully continue the thought... <...>
Reread written, Hul resolutely added: "except For those who sell popcorn."

Looking at the Ankh-Morpork this time of year, it's hard not to keep from shouting that the city of de is presented in all its unique splendor. Although it would sound ambiguous. Rather, it appeared in all its magnificent uniqueness.

- In fact, they are very good, she said. Just witches, well, you never think about others. Rather, they think about others, just witches don't care what people feel. You know? In General, they never think about the people, except those cases, when you think about them, but it never happens. If you know what I mean...

Mother turned around and eyed the stern gaze of the castle gates, which were shaking two guards with a white sheet faces. Mother took a few steps and forced one of the guards stiffen, pinning him to the spot, unblinking eyes.
- I'm an old woman, selling apples from his garden, not to harm anyone mend, - growled the mother as if she were a Herald, announcing to the enemy camp on the outbreak of war. - So you'd better take me to the castle in good time.

- And then you alive to roast on the fire, could not help the Duchess of Flem.
- Well, - nodded the nurse.
Okay?!
Immediately from the cold you can kick in. And what is the Cabinet with the spikes? Duke started shaking.
"Yeah," he hissed. Noted finally? This so-called "iron maiden". The most recent innovation. You have...
- Is it okay if I look in there?
- Pleas you don't dobje.... The Duke suddenly stopped.

The Kingdom thing is tricky. There are a lot of things are mixed. Ideas. Loyalty. Memory. And then all these things there is a new form of life. Probably not even just a life form, but a living idea.
And it consists of whatever is in the Kingdom of the living, and from what the people themselves think. And from what he previously thought, even before our birth.

Sometimes I wish people were a little kinder to one another...
McGrath looked at the magic ball.
You can start.
It will always be easy to get along with people, she whispered.
Maybe they were not the primary skill in life, but for the McGrath this ability was a mystery.

- What now to do, commander?
- What to do? Races... yeah, spread out around the house.
The soldiers with redoubled caution overcame thickets. Once at the fallen trunk, the Sergeant stooped down and whispered:
Great. Just great. Commander understand at a glance. Now let's rassredotochit alive... only this time rassredotochit alone.