Terry Pratchett Quotes

The reason that clichés become clichés is that they are the hammers and screwdrivers in the toolbox of communication.

There is a plain under a dim sky. It is covered with gentle rolling curves that might remind you of something else if you saw it from a long way away, and if you did see it from a long way away you'd...

You know zat another term for an iconographer would be ‘photographer’? From the old word ‘photus’ in Latation, vhich means—‘To prance around like an idiot ordering everyone about as if you owned the p...

For her next birthday she'd asked for a telescope. Her mother had been alive then, and had suggested a pony, but her father had laughed and bought her a beautiful telescope, saying: "Of course she sho...

Now if seen him, really there, really alive, it'd be in me like a fever. If I thought there was some god who really did care two hoots about people, who watched 'em like a father and cared for 'em li...

Greebo had spent an irritating two minutes in that box. Technically, a cat locked in a box may be alive or it may be dead. You never know until you look. In fact, the mere act of opening the box will...

There is always a choice. You mean I could choose certain death? A choice nevertheless, or perhaps an alternative. You see I believe in freedom. Not many people do, although they will of course protes...

He said that there was death and taxes, and taxes was worse, because at least death didn’t happen to you every year.

The purpose of this lectchoor is to let you know where we are. We are in the deep cack. It couldn't be worse if it was raining arseholes. Any questions?

Drought-struck farmers pray for rain, in the express hope that the universe or owner thereof will hear the words and suspense the laws of meteorology for their benefit. Some, of course, actually belie...

People aren't just people, they are people surrounded by circumstances.

Personal isn't the same as important.

There were a lot of things he could say. Son of a bitch! would have been a good one. Or he could say, Welcome to civilization! He could have said, Laugh this one off! He might have said, Fetch! But he...

Colon looked awkward, as if the bunched underwear of the past was tangling itself in the crotch of recollection.

On the other hand the Nac Mac Feegle were always looking for a fight, in a cheerful sort of way, and when they had no one to fight they fought one another, and if one was all by himself he’d kick his...

… people didn't seem to be able to remember what it was like with the elves around. Life was certainly more interesting then, but usually because it was shorter. And it was more colorful, if you liked...

Evil in general does not sleep, and therefore doesn't see why anyone else should.

Sacharissa saw a movement. Boddony had pulled his axe out from under the bench. It was a traditional dwarf axe. One side was a pickaxe, for the extraction of interesting minerals, and the other side w...

He calculated the number of bricks in the wall, first in twos and then in tens and finally in sixteens. The numbers formed up and marched past his brain in terrified obedience. Division and multiplica...

People don't alter history any more than birds alter the sky, they just make brief patterns in it.