“This was music that had not only escaped but had robbed a bank on the way out, It was music with its sleeves rolled up and its top button undone, raising its hat and grinning and stealing the silver.
It was music that went down to the feet by way of the pelvis without paying a call on Mr. Brain. ”
“It made you want to kick down walls and ascend the sky on steps of fire. It made you want to pull all the switches and throw all the levers and stick your fingers in the electric socket of the Universe to see what happened next. It made you want to paint your bedroom wall black and cover it with posters.”
About City Government
A third proposition, that the city be governed by a choice of respectable members of the community who would promise not to give themselves airs or betray the public trust at every turn, was instantly the subject of music-hall jokes all over the city.
About the shorts worn by the team:
‘How short?’ said the Chair of Indefinite Studies, urgency in his voice.
‘About mid-knee, I believe, said Ponder. ‘Is this likely to be a problem?’
‘Yes it is. The knees should be covered. It is a well-known fact that a glimpse of the male knee can drive women into a frenzy of libidinousness.”
About the orc’s nature
‘Tactical thinking and combat analysis is part of the orc make-up’, said Nutt.
‘See! No one who uses make-up is going to tear your head off, right?’
‘Didn’t you meet my ex-wife?’ said the baker.
Mr. Nutt explaining soccer to the lady reporter
‘And there we have the existential puzzle that confronts the striker, for he is both striker
and struck. As the ball flies, all possibilities are inexorably linked, as Herr Frugal said in Das Nichts des Wissens, “Ich kann mich nicht genau erinnern, aber es war so etwas wie eine Vanillehaltige süsse Nachspeisenbeigabe,”: although I believe he was on some medication at the time.
The Watch clears the way into the arena
By the time Lance-Constable Bluejohn of the Watch and two other trolls had forcibly prised open the gates against the pressure of bodies, the noise was just one great hammer of sound. The troll officers opened a path for them with the forethought and delicacy that has made police crowd control such a byword.
Singing the Ankh-Morpork Anthem before the game
The Archchancellor was one of those gentlemen who will sing it beautifully, correctly enunciated and very, very loudly.
‘ “When dragons belch and hippos flee, my thoughts, Ankh-Morpork, are of thee,” he began.
“Let others boast of martial dash, for we have boldly fought with cash,” roared the crowd at various pitches and speeds.
Granny Weatherwax and Foreign Food
I mean, take that stuff we had for lunch. I’m not saying it wasn’t nice,” said Granny graciously. “In a foreign kind of way, of course. But they called it Cwuissessses dee Grenolly, and who knows what that means?”
“Frogs’ legs,” translated Nanny, without thinking.
The silence was filled with Granny Weatherwax taking a deep breath and a pale green color creeping across Magrat’s face. Nanny Ogg now thought quicker than she had done for a very long time. “Not actual frogs’ legs,” she said hurriedly. “It’s like Toad-in-the-Hole is really only sausage and batter puddin’. It’s just a joke name.”
“It doesn’t sound very funny to me,” said Granny. She turned to glare at the pancakes. “At least they can’t muck up a decent pancake,” she said. “What’d they call them here?”
“Crap suzette,I think”, said Nanny.
Granny forebore to comment. But she watched with grim satisfaction as the owner finished the dish and gave her a hopeful smile.
“Oh, now he expects us to eat them,” she said. “He only goes and sets fire to them, and then he still expects us to eat them!”
Nanny Ogg’s Postcard Home
“funny thing, all the money is different. You have to change it for other money which is all different shapes and is not proper money at all in my opnion. We generally let Esme sort that out, she gets a very good rate of exchange, it is amazing. Magrat says she will wright a book called Traveling on One Dollar a Day, and it’s always the same dollar. Esme is getting to act just like a foreigner, yesterday she took her shawl off, next thing it will be dancing on tables.”