Magrat gets married, except there’s a Shakespeare ex machina and suddenly we’re all midsummernight dreaming. Granny Weatherwax has some serious Speech moments where she tells us ex cathedra what to believe, but it’s all good as always.
I'm currently behind on reviews, so don't be surprised if the recent reviews are a bit sparse.
Using a metaphor in front of a man as unimaginative as Ridcully was like a red flag to a bu– was like putting something very annoying in front of someone who was annoyed by it.
The shortest unit of time in the multiverse is the New York Second, defined as the period of time between the traffic lights turning green and the cab behind you honking.
In the Beginning there was nothing, which exploded.
Verence would rather cut his own leg off than put a witch in prison, since it’d save trouble in the long run and probably be less painful.
Nanny Ogg looked under her bed in case there was a man there. Well, you never knew your luck.