Life can get very complicated for men in overalls who have problems with men in suits.
Lord Vetinari laid his pen aside. “You have to consider the psychology of the individual, Drumknott. Everyone may be considered as a sort of lock, to which there is a key. I have great hopes for Mr. Lipwig in the coming skirmish. Even now, he still has the instincts of a criminal.”
“How can you tell, my lord?”
“Oh, there are all sorts of little clues, Drumknott. But I think a most persuasive one is that he has just walked off with your pencil.”
“He’d noticed that sex bore some resemblance to cookery: It fascinated people, they sometimes bought books full of complicated recipes and interesting pictures, and sometimes when they were really hungry they created vast banquets in their imagination—but at the end of the day they’d settle quite happily for egg and chips, if it was well done and maybe had a slice of tomato.”
– Terry Pratchett – The Fifth Elephant
I hate cats.“
Death’s face became a little stiffer, if that were possible. The blue glow in his eye sockets flickered red for an instant.
“I SEE,” he said. The tone suggested that death was too good for cat haters.