For when the mind becomes bound to a passion of the wandering senses, this passion carries away man's wisdom, even as the wind drives a vessel on the waves.

There is no wisdom for a man without harmony, and without harmony there is no contemplation. Without contemplation there cannot be peace, and without peace can there be joy?

[Y]ou, one day, will knock lips with Turkish-coffee-clad veils whose beds our kin must tuck in misty-eyed.

If you're not getting better in the summer, you're wasting your time.

Monsters are the result of the sleep of reason.

My room is so small, the mice are hunchbacked.

I don't really think in career terms.

Someone once told me that when you give birth to a daughter, you've just met the person whose hand you'll be holding the day you die.

Worse, I have to admit to feeling the jealousy of one crab for another that has managed to climb out of the barrel.

The world is like a grand staircase, some are going up and some are going down.

"There's a door," he whispered. "Where does it go?" "It stays where it is, I think," said Rincewind.

Biology will tell you a lot of things, but there are many that it can not explain and you need to look at physics instead.