“I know this: The wickedness of men is that their power breeds stupidity and blindness, she said.”

“The wickedness of men is that their power breeds stupidity and blindness.”

“She's sent the crows out to blind the guests coming for dinner!"What?"She's BLINDING THE GUESTS COMING FOR DINNER!"Well, that's one way to avoid having to dust, I suppose.”

“I was quite a looker in my time," she said. Was she reading his mind, or only being smart, to know she must be hideous?"Oh, had they invented time as long ago as that?”

“It's the only condition I know. Bitter Love, Loneliness, contempt for corruption, blind hope. It's where I live. A permanent state of bereavement. This is nothing new.”

“I'm just doing your tea, Mum," he said. "Are you all imbecilic? Is that a requirement of enlisted men? It's Lady GLINDA!" She was losing it, big time. "Get me Murth!”

“The colossal might of wickedness: how we love to locate it massively elsewhere. But so much of it comes down to what each one of us does between breakfast and bedtime.”