“What do elves consider a living wage?" Keith whispered to Gunther.Gunther just shrugged. "Their own pair of pants?”
“...that in spite of living in a mansion an American is not above wearing a pair of secondhand pants, bought for fifty cents.”
“Lovers have lived so long with giants and elves, they won't believe again in their own size.”
“What's the use you learning to do right when it's troublesome to do right and ain't no trouble to do wrong, and the wages is just the same?”
“Long are the lives of elves' he said.Short are the tempers of dwarfs,'Gotrek muttered, just loud enough to be heard.”
“All genders?' whispered Nudge. 'Aren't there just the two'I shrugged. 'No idea. Maybe they've created others.”