My name is immaterial,' she said. That's a pretty name,' said Rincewind.

She gave him a strange maternal grin. For the first time, clearly, the thought surfaced in Paul Sheldon’s mind: I am in trouble here. This woman is not right.

Endurance, after all, was a kind of victory; a kind of heroism, too.

Down in the cellar the Gestapo were licensed to practice was the Ministry of Justice called ‘heightened interrogation’. The rules had been drawn up by civilised men in warm offices and they stipulated the presence of a doctor.

Written By Robert Harris

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