Thou shalt not submit thy god to market forces.
This wasn't food - it was what food became if it had been good and gone to food heaven.
This is space. It's sometimes called the final frontier.(Except that of course you can't have a frontier, because there'd be nothing for it to be a frontier , but as frontiers go, it's pretty penulti...
This is Masher,' said Feeney. 'His father was a wild boar, his mother was surprised.
This I choose to do. If there is a price, this I choose to pay. If it is my death, then I choose to die. Where this takes me, there I choose to go. I choose. This I choose to do.
They'd smash up the world if they thought it would make a pretty noise.
They shed a rather unpleasant glow that didn't so much illuminate, as the darkness.
They didn't know why these things were funny. Sometimes you laugh because you've got no more room for crying. Sometimes you laugh because table manners on a beach are funny. And sometimes you laugh be...
Theres no stink more sorrorful than the stink of wet, burnt paper. It means: the end.
There were people who called themselves Satanists who made Crowley squirm. It wasn't just the things they did, it was the way they blamed it all on Hell. They'd come up with some stomach-churning idea...
There was no light at the end of the tunnel--or if there was, it was an oncoming train.
The whole of life is just like watching a film. Only it's as though you always get in ten minutes after the big picture has started, and no-one will tell you the plot, so you have to work it out all y...
The universe danced towards life. Life was a remarkably common commodity. Anything sufficiently complicated seemed to get cut in for some, in the same way that anything massive enough got a generous h...
The thing about words is that meanings can twist just like a snake, and if you want to find snakes look for them behind words that have changed their meaning.
The thing about witchcraft, said Mistress Weatherwax, is that it's not like school at all. First you get the test, and then afterward you spend years findin' out how you passed it. It's a bit like lif...
The theater troubled her. It had a magic of its own, one that didn’t belong to her, one that wasn’t in her control. It changed the world, and said things were otherwise than they were. And it was wors...
The storm was really giving it everything it had. This was its big chance. It had spent years hanging around the provinces, putting in some useful work as a squall, building up experience, making cont...
The shortest unit of time in the multiverse is the New York Second, defined as the period of time between the traffic lights turning green and the cab behind you honking.
The short conversation that follows eventually led to a tree religion. Its tenet of faith was this: a tree that was a good tree and led a clean decent and upstanding life could be assured of a future...
The reward for toil had been more toil. If you dug the best ditches, they gave you a bigger shovel.