Monsters are getting more uppity, too (…) I heard where this guy, he killed this monster in this lake, no problem, stuck its arm up over the door (…) and you know what? Its mum come and complained. Its actual mum come right down to the hall next day and complained. Actually complained. That’s the respect you get.

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But a girl starting out in life might well say to herself: ‘Is this it? You worked hard and denied yourself things and what you got at the end was hard work and self-denial?

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He isn’t looking at the view because his past life keeps flashing in front of his eyes and getting in the way

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Ah,” said Mr Pin. “Right. I remember. You are concerned citizens.” He knew about concerned citizens. Wherever they were, they all spoke the same private language, where ‘traditional values’ meant ‘hang someone’.

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There were plotters, there was no doubt about it. Some had been ordinary people who’d had enough. Some were young people with no money who objected to the fact that the world was run by old people who were rich. Some were in it to get girls. And some had been idiots as mad as Swing, with a view of the world just as rigid and unreal, who were on the side of what they called ‘the people’.

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When I rule the city, the Supreme Grand Master said to himself, there is going to be none of this. I shall form a new secret society of keen-minded and intelligent men, although not too intelligent of course, not too intelligent.

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Can I ask a question, sir?” said Maurice, as Death turned to go.
You May Not Get An Answer.
“I suppose there isn’t a Big Cat in the Sky, is there?”
I’m Surprised At You, Maurice. Of Course There Are No Cat Gods. That Would Be Too Much Like…Work.
Maurice nodded. One good thing about being a cat, apart from the extra lives, was that the theology was a lot simpler.

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