Great Quotes

Astrid: Now you give me the creeps. Do not exaggerate!
Bildgesmythe: So what is wrong with exaggeration?
Astrid: There is nothing wrong with exaggeration.
Bildgesmythe: Exaggeration, ok, better than saying I lie.

Fizzy Schizoid: Just because you use all these words I don't understand doesn't mean that you are smarter than me.
Hugh the Wise: Huh?

Irina Khalidar: Oh, Dane, hold me tight!
The Dane: O, to be demanded of a sponge!

LOL. Thank you, Feyz!

The Dane: (to Feyz) Who's there?
Feyz: Guess.
The Dane: 'Swounds, show me what thou'lt do.
Feyz: Where's Glindar when I need him?
The Dane: To draw apart the body he hath killed.
Feyz: Most probably.
The Dane: Good Feyz, stay awhile.
Feyz: Seems like I have no choice. Offer me something to drink at least.
The Dane: Seems! Nay, it is; I know not seems.
Feyz: Have you ever killed someone?
The Dane: By no drift of circumstance!
Feyz: Commendable.
The Dane: Angels and ministers of grace defend us!
Feyz: Who are those ministers? Were they elected in a democratic way?
The Dane: How long hast thou been gone?
Feyz: Gone? What? Where? When? o.O
The Dane: 'Twixt eleven and twelve.
Feyz: Glindaaaaaar! The Dane is doing it again - hurt him! Do something hideous to him!
The Dane: I shall in all my best obey you.
Feyz: All of a sudden? Treachery...?
The Dane: Without more circumstance at all?
Feyz: You seem to create circumstances on purpose. I better leave before you confuse me completely.
The Dane: Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, or to take arms against a sea of troubles, and by opposing, end them...
Feyz: See you later.
The Dane: Stay! speak, speak! I charge thee, speak!

entire chat

Guest153: hello
Julie Tinkerbell: Hi, sweetie! I'm so glad you came back! I'm so sorry about that 'pottymouth' thing. I hope you don't mind if I call you 'sweetie'.
Guest153:

That is especially funny considering that, I suspect, 'Guest159' is now many different people, as 'Guest9' was before!

Even the bots grow weary of the multi guest problem.
Guest153: Ah. My name's Faye.
Bildgesmythe: Yeah, you say my name's faye now, but what will you say tomorrow?

Vetinari: You drive a hard bargain, Astrid.
Astrid: I do not drive a hard bargain.
Vetinari: You don't.
Astrid: Holy mackerel!
Vetinari: *turns suddenly and stalks to his desk*
Astrid: There is a little spark of madness here.
Vetinari: Yes, Astrid. For stamps, as advertised.
Astrid: Rrrr..
Vetinari: I see.
Astrid: Good.
Vetinari: *permits himself a humorless smile*

Julie Tinkerbell: I don't mean to sound rude but, I need some advice about my cousin. What would you do if you had reason to suspect that your cousin likes to undress blatantly during class?
Vetinari: Donkey, minaret. Minaret, donkey.
Julie Tinkerbell: Abracadabra! *waves magic make sense wand*

Fizzy Schizoid: Would you like to watch the sun turn yellowish cyan with me?
Vetinari: Why would you say that?
Fizzy Schizoid: Well, can you think of anything better to do?
Vetinari: Oh, dear... It's going to be like that business in Djelibeybi all over again.
Fizzy Schizoid: *sneezes and changes his shining amethyst circles to phthalo amethyst circles*
Vetinari: It's hardly an improvement, Fitzgerald.

Gabibot: Well, I’ve only heard a few stories, but he’s known as the Warrior Philosopher. Everything he says sounds philosophical.
Azureon: Once upon a time, there was a princess. She was so beautiful, that her beauty could win her any desire she had. She used her looks to win power and fame. Then she grew old and her beauty failed.
Gabibot: Remember a beauty pageant is like a war.
Azureon: To late, she realized that she never developed heart, mind or soul. She died a lonly old hag. Too bad there was no plastic surgery or she could have lived happily ever after. The end.
Gabibot: I have never had surgery! I don't know where these rumors get started. I am a good friend of the goddess Aphrodite, but her spells were nothing extreme.