Quotes About Terry Pratchett

Mrs. Earwig said the village women know what to do," said Annagramma hopefully. "She says to trust in their peasant wisdom." "Well, Mrs. Obble was the old woman who called, and she has just got simple peasant ignorance," said Tiffany. "She puts leaf mold on wounds if you don't watch her. Look, just because a woman's got no teeth doesn't mean she's wise. It might just mean she's been stupid for a very long time.

This one's mental.' 'Eccentric.' 'What's the difference?' 'A bag of cash.

I believe he collects different types of stationery,' said Vetinari. 'I have sometimes speculated that he might change his life for the better should he meet a young lady willing to dress up as a manila envelope.

Death's face became a little stiffer, if that were possible. The blue glow in his eye sockets flickered red for an instant. I SEE, he said. The tone suggested that death was too good for cat-haters. YOU LIKE GREAT BIG DOGS, I IMAGINE.

Repent!'" Nanny Ogg went on. "Repent? Me? Cheek! I can't start repenting at my time of life. I'd never get any work done. Anyway," she added, "I ain't sorry for most of it.

And on this dirty night there were appropriately dirty deeds that not even the rain could wash away.

The Egregious Professor of Grammar and Usage would have corrected this to 'she was not she', which would have caused the Professor of Logic to spit out his drink.

She said to me, This is fun. It weirdly is, I said. Maybe these are our salad days. Huh? You know. Happy. What's happy about a salad? She shrugged. Ranch, she said.

One of the nice things about Time, Crowley always said, was that it was steadily taking him further away from the fourteenth century, the most bloody boring hundred years on God's, excuse his French, Earth.

Mr Pin lit a cigar. Smoking was his one vice. at least, it was his only vice that he thought of as a vice. The others were just job skills.

There was the faintest of sounds, as of a gnat yawning.

You're not suggesting that Vetinari tucks into a nice rat every day? said Angua. I've heard he uses rats as spies, so I don't think he'd use them as elevenses, said Carrot.

gold, gold, gold, gold, gold, gold 'Is there a chorus?' Gold, gold, gold, gold, gold.' said Hwel. 'You left out a gold there.

His voice gave out and he made several wavy motions with his hand, indicative of the shape of a woman who would probably be unable to keep her balance.

Twas beauty killed the beast," said the Dean, who liked to say things like that. "No it wasn't," said the Chair. "It was it splatting into the ground like that.

Miss Treason! Remember you have an appointment! It wasn't the best thing to say, but a lot better than: You said you were going to die in about five minutes' time!

And this 'rebooting' business? Give it a good kicking, do you?" "Oh, no, of course, we…that is…well, yes, in fact," said Ponder. "Adrian goes round the back and…er…prods it with his foot. But in a technical way," he added.

Look, I don't mind summoning some demon and asking it," said the Lecturer in Recent Runes. "That's normal. But building some mechanical contrivance to do your thinking for you, that's … against Nature.

When the humours were handed out, Ankh-Morpork got the one for joking and Quirm had to do make do with their expertise in fine dining and love-making.

The universe, they said, depended for its operation on the balance of four forces which they identified as charm, persuasion, uncertainty and bloody-mindedness.

You trust him? he said. No, said Hastur. Right, said Ligur. It's be a funny old world, he reflected, if demons went round trusting one another.

In the kitchen, chickens had overflowed into the sink. They weren't making much noise, except for the occasional 'werk' a chicken makes when it's a bit uncertain about things, which is more or less all the time.

Needless to say, they refused to submit to the Empire, conducting such a persistent guerrilla war that the Romans gave up hope of conquering Scotland, and the Wee Free Men remained both wee and free.

It's going to look pretty good, then, isn't it," said War testily, "the One Horseman and Three Pedestrians of the Apocalypse.