Category: sam vimes

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iesika:

“He hated games. They made the world look too simple. Chess, in particular, had always annoyed him. It was the dumb way the pawns went off and slaughtered their fellow pawns while the king lounged about doing nothing. If only the pawns would’ve united … the whole board could’ve been a republic in about a dozen moves.”

Thud!, Terry Pratchett

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lethotep:

“You’d like Freedom, Truth, and Justice, wouldn’t you, Comrade Sergeant?’ said Reg encouragingly.

‘I’d like a hard-boiled egg,’ said Vimes, shaking the match out.

There was some nervous laughter, but Reg looked offended.

‘In the circumstances, Sergeant, I think we should set our sights a little higher–’

‘Well, yes, we could,’ said Vimes, coming down the steps. He glanced at the sheets of papers in front of Reg. The man cared. He really did. And he was serious. He really was.

‘But…well, Reg, tomorrow the sun will come up again, and I’m pretty sure that whatever happens we won’t have found Freedom, and there won’t be a whole lot of Justice, and I’m damn sure we won’t have found Truth. But it’s just possible that I might get a hard-boiled egg.”

― Terry Pratchett, Night Watch

agarthanguide: An old piece of Discworld fana…

agarthanguide:

An old piece of Discworld fanart just now seeing the light of day.   With the series coming and friends getting into the series, I’m keen to revisit some old sketches.  I think this is a bit overly colorful and really rough, but I was going through an experimental period, and I don’t think it’s flawed enough to hide it away.

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adorablecrab:

“But the thing was that good boots lasted for years and years. A man who could afford fifty dollars had a pair of boots that’d still be keeping his feet dry in ten years’ time, while the poor man who could only afford cheap boots would have spent a hundred dollars on boots in the same time and would still have wet feet. This was the Captain Samuel Vimes ‘Boots’ theory of socioeconomic unfairness.”

— Terry Pratchett – Men at Arms

This is v much a longshot, but calling: anyone…

thecoppercow:

(Long, long before this became a ‘ranting about politics and brexit’ type blog, for which I can only apologise)

In a fit of technological idiocy coupled with a laptop crash (and because I thought I wasn’t really going to come back to it, really), I managed to delete the first few bits of The Stalking Horse (the one where Vetinari rises to become Patrician and Downey turns up for the ride). Which is annoying, because now there’s more middle and end bits of Stalking Horse, but no first bits. Is there the slimmest chance any of youse might have saved it to epub or mobi for offline?

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“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

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“Vimes hated and despised the privileges of rank, but they had this to be said for them: at least they meant that you could hate and despise them in comfort.”

– Terry Pratchett – The Fifth Elephant

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“He always suspected the poetic description of Time like an ever-rolling stream. Time, in his experience, moved more like rocks … sliding, pressing, building up force underground and then, with one jerk that shakes the crockery, a whole field of turnips mysteriously slips sideways by six feet.”

– Terry Pratchett – The Fifth Elephant

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“Vimes was hazy on rural issues, but weren’t there supposed to be charcoal burners, woodcutters, and … he tried to think … little girls taking goodies to granny? The stories Vimes had learned as a kid suggested that all forests were full of bustle, activity, and the occasional scream. But this place was silent.”

– Terry Pratchett – The Fifth Elephant