The days followed one another patiently. Right back at the beginning of the multiverse they had tried all passing at the same time, and it hadn't worked.

There's a saying that all roads lead to Ankh-Morpork. And it's wrong. All roads lead away from Ankh-Morpork, but sometimes people just walk along them the wrong way.

The worst thing you can do is nothing.

There are times in life when people must know when not to let go. Balloons are designed to teach small children this.

Rincewind had always been happy to think of himself as a racist. The One Hundred Meters, the Mile, the Marathon -- he'd run them all.

Rincewind could scream for mercy in nineteen languages, and just scream in another forty-four.

Tourist, Rincewind decided, meant ‘idiot.

...and the funny thing was that people who weren't entirely certain they were right always argued much louder than other people, as if the main person they were trying to convince were themselves.

The trouble with having an open mind, of course, is that people will insist on coming along and trying to put things in it.

I have, before now, waited for a pen to perform a macro.

You never knew about people, like you never knew how deep a pond was because all you saw was the top.

Reading makes you impudent. Oh yes, unknown father, so it does.

Imitation is the greatest form of flattery, but worship is the greatest form of adoration.

Even the new things thatI less than know, I keep trying, did againuntil perfect.

The work on weekdays and the rest on the seventh day are correlated. The Sabbath is the inspirer, the other days the inspired.

A secretary is not a thing Wound by key, pulled by string. Her pad is to write in, And not spend the night in, If that's what you plan to enjoy.

Sometimes you finish the poem, and that last piece clicks in place. Sometimes the poem is finished with you.

I think the Swedish Academy wished to manifest its solidarity with the living spirit of Greece today.

Every man should have a fair-sized cemetary in which to bury the faults of his friends.

No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees, No fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no birds - November!