Then she wondered, not for the first time, about the differences between wizards and witches. The main difference, she thought, was that wizards used books and staffs to create spells, spells about b...
The worst thing you can do is nothing.
The trouble is you can shut your eyes but you can’t shut your mind.
The sun is simple. A sword is simple. A storm is simple. Behind everything simple is a huge tail of complicated.
The storm walked around the hills on legs of lightning, shouting and grumbling.
The entire universe has been neatly divided into things to (a) mate with, (b) eat, (c) run away from, and (d) rocks.
The Yen Buddhists are the richest religious sect in the universe. They hold that the accumulation of money is a great evil and a burden to the soul. They therefore, regardless of personal hazard, see...
The Great God Om waxed wroth, or at least made a spirited attempt. There is a limit to the amount of wroth that can be waxed one inch from the ground, and he was right up against it.
That’s what being alive is, Thing! It’s being badly prepared for everything! Because you only get one chance, Thing!
That's the way it was. Privilege, which just means 'private law.' Two types of people laugh at the law; those that break it and those that make it.
Teppic hadn’t been educated. Education had just settled on him, like dandruff.
Take it from me, whenever you see a bunch of buggers puttering around talking about truth and beauty and the best way of attacking Ethics, you can bet your sandals it's all because dozens of other poo...
She was convinced that she was anorexic, because every time she looked in the mirror she did indeed see a fat person.
Rincewind could scream for mercy in nineteen languages, and just scream in another forty-four.
One of the highlights of the first Good Omens tour was Neil and I walking through New York singing Shoehorn with Teeth. Well, we'd had a good breakfast. And you don't get mugged, either.
No one is actually dead until the ripples they cause in the world die away...
Nanny Ogg could see the future in the froth on a beer mug. It invariably showed that she was going to enjoy a refreshing drink which she almost certainly was not going to pay for.
My name is immaterial,' she said.That's a pretty name,' said Rincewind.
Mr Horsefry was a youngish man, not simply running to fat but vaulting, leaping and diving towards obesity. He had acquired at thirty an impressive selection of chins, and now they wobbled with angry...
Lawn looked down at his patient. In the words of the philosopher Sceptum, the founder of my profession: am I going to get paid for this?