The IQ of a mob is the IQ of its most stupid member divided by the number of mobsters,
As self-centered as a tornado,
Zoology, eh? That's a big word, isn't it.No, actually it isn't, said Tiffany. Patronizing is a big word. Zoology is really quite short.
Y’know,’ he said, ‘it’s very hard to talk quantum using a language originally designed to tell other monkeys where the ripe fruit is.
Your average witch is not, by nature, a social animal as far as other witches are concerned. There's a conflict of dominant personalities. There's a group of ringleaders without a ring. There's the ba...
You can’t inspire people with facts. They need a cause. They need a symbol.
Wizards don't believe in gods in the same way that most people don't find it necessary to believe in, say, tables. They know they're there, they know they're there for a purpose, they'd probably agree...
Who really knew what evil lurked in the heart of men?ME.Who knew what sane men were capable of?STILL ME, I’M AFRAID.Vimes glanced at the door of the last room. No, he wasn’t going in there again. No w...
Where's the sense in promising to achive the achievable?
When they're laughing at you, their guard is down. When their guard is down, you can kick them in the fracas.
When people say clearly something that means there's a huge crack in their argument and they know things aren't clear at all.
When all else failed, she tried being reasonable.
What're quantum mechanics?I don't know. People who repair quantums, I suppose.
What good's a god who gives you everything you want?
What a place! What a situation! What kind of man would put a known criminal in charge of a major branch of government? Apart from, say, the average voter.
Well, I think, said Nobby, that when you rule out the impossible, whatever is left, however improbable, ain't worth hanging around for on a cold night wonderin' about when you could be getting on the...
We live and learn, or, perhaps more importantly we learn and live.
We all have our funny little ways. Except me, obviously.
WHERE'S MY COW?!IS THAT MY COW?!HRRRUUUUGGGH!!!!
Vimes took the view that life was so full of things happening erraticaly in all directions, that the chance of any of them making some kind of relevant sense were remote in the extreme.