Terry David John Pratchett

Discworld 08 - Guards! Guards!

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Welcome to Guards! Guards!, the eighth book in Terry Pratchett’s legendary Discworld series.
Long believed extinct, a superb specimen of draco nobilis («noble dragon» for those who don't understand italics) has appeared in Discworld's greatest city. Not only does this unwelcome visitor have a nasty habit of charbroiling everything in its path, in rather short order it is crowned King (it is a noble dragon, after all…). How did it get there? How is the Unique and Supreme Lodge of the Elucidated Brethren of the Ebon Night involved? Can the Ankh-Morpork City Watch restore order – and the Patrician of Ankh-Morpork to power?
Magic, mayhem, and a marauding dragon…who could ask for anything more?
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Quotes

    bblbrxhas quoted5 months ago
    The Patrician steepled his hands and looked at Vimes over the top of them.

    ‘Let me give you some advice, Captain,’ he said.

    ‘Yes, sir?’

    ‘It may help you make some sense of the world.’

    ‘Sir.’

    ‘I believe you find life such a problem because you think there are the good people and the bad people,’ said the man. ‘You’re wrong, of course. There are, always and only, the bad people, but some of them are on opposite sides.’
    bblbrxhas quoted5 months ago
    He shouldered past a row of palace guards and shambled as fast as he could across the flagstones. No-one was paying him much attention at the moment.

    He stopped.

    It wasn’t a rock, because Ankh-Morpork was on loam. It was just some huge remnant of mortared masonry, probably thousands of years old, from somewhere in the city foundations. Ankh-Morpork was so old now that what it was built on, by and large, was Ankh-Morpork.
    bblbrxhas quoted5 months ago
    ‘I wouldn’t put up a fight, if I were you,’ Wonse went on. ‘They’re desperate and uneasy men. But very highly paid.’

    Vimes said nothing. Wonse was a gloater. You always stood a chance with gloaters. The old Patrician had never been a gloater, you could say that for him. If he wanted you dead, you never even heard about it.

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