Just to keep the bad dreams at bay, she took a swig out of a bottle that smelled of apples and happy brain-death.

People who didn't need people needed people around to know that they were the kind of people who didn't need people.

(About sweeping)....
What he was in FACT doing was moving the dirt around with a broom, to give it a change of scenery and a chance to make new friends.

I never said nothing..."
"I know you never! I could hear you not saying anything! You've got the loudest silences I ever did hear from anyone who wasn't dead!

You know, you're rather amusingly wrong.

You're not going to tell me they built fifty-foot-high killer golems, are you?"

"Only a man would think of that.

It's our job," said Moist. "If you don't think of fifty-foot-high killer golems first, someone else will.