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 stories is you have to pick the ones that last.
The reward for toil had been more toil. If you dug the best ditches, they gave you a bigger shovel.
The real world was far too real to leave neat little hints. It was full of too many things. It wasn’t by eliminating the impossible that you got at the truth, however improbable; it was by the much ha...
The price for being the best is always... having to be the best.
The only hat worth wearing was the one you made for yourself, not one you bought, not one you were given. Your own hat, for your own head. Your own future, not someone else's.
The gods, he said. Imprisoned in a thought. And perhaps they were never more than a dream.
The brain works fast when it thinks it’s about to be cut in half.
The Ramkins were more highly bred than a hilltop bakery, whereas Corporal Nobbs had been disqualified from the human race for shoving.
The Nac Mac Feegle (also called Pictsies, The Wee Free Men, The Little Men, and Person or Persons Unknown, Believed to be Armed)
That's what I don't like about magic. It does everything by magic.
Talent just defines what you do, he said. It doesn’t define what you are. Deep down, I mean. When you know what you are, you can do anything.
Slave is an Ephebian word. In Om we have no word for slave,' said Vorbis.'So I understand,' said the Tyrant. 'I imagine that fish have no word for water.
Sitting in front of a keyboard and a screen is work. Thousands of offices operate on this very principle.
She turned. A young man of godlike proportions* was standing in the doorway.*The better class of gods, anyway. Not the ones with the tentacles, obviously.
She felt better for all that. A good shouting at somebody always makes you feel better and in control, especially if you aren't.
Sham Harga had run a successful eatery for many years by always smiling, never extending credit, and realizing that most of his customers wanted meals properly balanced between the four food groups: s...
Scientists have calculated that the chances of something so patently absurd actually existing are millions to one.But magicians have calculated that million-to-one chances crop up nine times out of te...
Real children do not go hoppity skip unless they are on drugs.
People needed to believe in gods, if only because it was so hard to believe in people.