In theory it was, around now, Literature. Susan hated Literature. She’d much prefer to read a good book.
There was no himself in himself.
It is said that the Devil has all the best tunes. This is broadly true. But Heaven has the best choreographers.
Even our fears make us feel important, because we fear we might not be.
And the new day was a great big fish.
The thing about stories is you have to pick the ones that last.
The sun rose slowly, as if it wasn’t sure it was worth all the effort.
And all those exclamation marks, you notice? Five? A sure sign of someone who wears his underpants on his head.
Tourist, Rincewind decided, meant ’idiot.
Cake is not the issue here.
I was just a kid then. But I won’t forget. Nor will others. There’s lots of people with reason to hate the Church.
Things that try to look like things often do look more like things than things.
You’ll see! We’re going to the palace. Fetch Angua. We might need her. And bring the search warrant. You mean the sledgehammer, sir? Yes.
If I were you, I’d sue my face for slander.
He felt that the darkness was full of unimaginable horrors – and the trouble with unimaginable horrors was that they were only too easy to imagine...
The calendar of the Theocracy of Muntab counts down, not up. No-one knows why, but it might not be a good idea to hang around and find out.
If women were as good as men they’d be a lot better!
Never cross a woman with a star on a stick, young lady. They’ve got a mean streak.
Truly, he thought, the way of enlightenment is like unto half a mile of broken glass.
Them as can do has to do for them as can’t. And someone has to speak up for them as has no voices.