Mister Nutt, defying expectations.
"You two have a history, I think," said Nutt.
"You are a sharp one, aren’t you? Quiet and sharp. Like a knife. Yeah, I suppose it was a history. I wanted it to be more of a geography, but she kept slappin’ my hand." Trev paused to search for any flicker in Nutt’s face. "That was a joke," he added, without much hope.
"Thank you for telling me, Mister Trev. I will decipher it later."
-- Terry Pratchett, Unseen Academicals
"No," said Nutt. "I read the works of the masters in the library all by myself. But she did tell me that people, too, were a kind of living book, and I would have to learn to read them."
-- Terry Pratchett, Unseen Academicals
Watching Nutt look up was like watching the sun rise, but a hesitant sun afraid that any moment the gods might slap it back down into the night, and hungry for reassurance that this would not be so.
-- Terry Pratchett, Unseen Academicals
"Excuse me, I have a question, if you would be so good?"
Looks like a bag of second-hand clothes, talks like a retired theologian, Ponder thought. "Ask away, Mister Nutt."
-- Terry Pratchett, Unseen Academicals