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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 31626c9 | The trouble is, you see, that if you do know Right from Wrong, you can't choose Wrong. You just can't do it and live. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 12802ff | Gods didn't mind atheists, if they were deep, hot, fiery, atheists like Simony, who spend their whole life hating gods for not existing. That sort of atheism was a rock. It was nearly belief ... | belief discworld religion small-gods terry-pratchett | Terry Pratchett | |
| 9fd6ee5 | She waited with Billy Slick while Carrot went on the errand, and for something to say, she said, 'Billy Slick doesn't sound much like a goblin name?' Billy made a face. 'Too right! Granny calls me Of the Wind Regretfully Blown. What kind of name is that, I ask you? Who's going to take you seriously with a name like that? This is modern times, right?' He looked at her defiantly, and she thought: and so one at a time we all become human - h.. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| e608948 | The point I'm making," said Yo-Less, "is that you've got to help your friends, right?" He turned to Johnny. "Now, personally, I think you're very nearly totally disturbed and suffering from psychosomatica and hearing voices and seeing delusions," he said "and probably ought to be locked up in one of those white jackets with the stylish long sleeves. But that doesn't matter, 'cause we're friends." | Terry Pratchett | ||
| ee9756b | Everyone should occasionally break the law in some small and delightful way, Drumknott. It's good for the hygiene of the brain. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 91b0cfb | Ahahahahaha! Ahahahaha! Aahahaha! BEWARE!!!!! Yrs Sincerely, The Opera Ghost | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 3a3609c | Sergeant Colon was lost in admiration. He'd seen people bluff on a bad hand, but he'd never seen anyone bluff with no cards. | humour | Terry Pratchett | |
| c90e276 | That was a !" he said. "An evil spirit! The peasants down in the valleys hang up charms against them! But I thought they were just a superstition!" "No, they're a substition," said Susan. "I mean they're real, but hardly anyone really believes them. Mostly everyone believes in things that aren't real. Something very strange is going on. Those things are all over the place, and they've got . That's not right. We've got to find the person w.. | humourous | Terry Pratchett | |
| 3a4b3ae | The new captain looked up. Oh, good grief, Vimes thought. It's bloody Rust this time round! And it was indeed the Hon. Ronald Rust, the god's gift to the enemy, any enemy, and a walking encouragement to desertion. The Rust family had produced great soldiers, by the undemanding standards of 'Deduct your own casualties from those of the enemy, and if the answer is a positive number, it was a glorious victory' school of applied warfare. But Ru.. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| f2380a2 | The real world was far too real to leave neat little hints. It was full of too many things. It wasn't by eliminating the impossible that you got at the truth, however improbable; it was by the much harder process of eliminating the possibilities. | truth | Terry Pratchett | |
| 6f49ff9 | Swing, though, started in the wrong place. He didn't look around, and watch and learn, and then say, 'This is how people are, how do we deal with it?' No, he sat and thought: This is how the people ought to be, how do we change them?' And that was a good enough thought for a priest but not for a copper, because Swing's patient, pedantic way of operating had turned policing on its head. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| bdd2510 | They weren't looking at him as if he was their only hope. They were looking at him as if he was their Certainty. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| f02a960 | An hour ago Cutwell had thumbed through the index of The Monster Fun Grimoire and had cautiously assembled a number of common household ingredients and put a match to them. Funny thing about eyebrows, he mused. You never really noticed them until they'd gone. | humour | Terry Pratchett | |
| 33d4a45 | Carrot started to clap. It wasn't the clap used by middlings to encourage underlings to applaud overlings. It had genuine enthusiasm behind it which was, somehow, worse. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| b2afbc9 | You don't understand!" screamed the tourist, above the terrible noise of the wingbeats. "All my life I've wanted to see dragons!" "From the inside?" shouted Rincewind. "Shut up and ride!" | Terry Pratchett | ||
| b8729ca | It was no use getting angry with Wullie; he lived in a Wullie-shaped world of his own. You had to think diagonally. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 2245a36 | This is Lancre we're talkin' about. If we was men, we'd be talking about layin' down our lives for the country. As women, we can talk about laying down. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| d8eb0ec | Right,' he said uncertainty. His mind was grinding through the problem. She was a witch. Just lately there'd been a lot of gossip about witches being bad for your health. He'd been told not to let witches pass, but no one had said anything about apple sellers. Apple sellers were not a problem. It was witches that were the problem. She'd said she was an apple seller and he wasn't about to doubt a witch's word. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 7bec315 | The Great God Om waxed wroth, or at least made a spirited attempt. There is a limit to the amount of wroth that can be waxed one inch from the ground, and he was right up against it. | humor | Terry Pratchett | |
| 0213266 | Perhaps that's why men did it. You didn't do it to save duchesses, or countries. You killed the enemy to stop him killing your mates, that they in turn might save you ... | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 27826df | There were times when you could feel that the world would be a better place if Annagramma got the occasional slap around the ear. The silly unthinking insults, her huge lack of interest in anyone other than herself, the way she treated everyone as if they were slightly deaf and a bit stupid...it could make your blood boil. But you put up with it because every once in a while you saw through it all. Inside there was this worried, frantic lit.. | reminding | Terry Pratchett | |
| ee1fcc0 | And visitors say: how does such a big city exist? What keeps it going? Since it's got a river you can chew, where does the drinking water come from? What is, in fact, the basis of its civic economy? How come it, against all probability, ? Actually, visitors don't often say this. They usually say things like, "Which way to the, you know, the...er...you know, the young ladies, right?" | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 01e7f90 | Now, as Crowley would be the first to protest, most demons weren't deep down evil. In the great cosmic game they felt they occupied the same position as tax inspectors--doing an unpopular job, maybe, but essential to the overall operation of the whole thing. If it came to that, some angels weren't paragons of virtue; Crowley had met one or two who, when it came to righteously smiting the ungodly, smote a good deal harder than was strictly n.. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 5fc19b9 | In fact no gods anywhere play chess. They haven't got the imagination. Gods prefer simple, vicious games, where you Do Not Achieve Transcendence but Go Straight To Oblivion; a key to the understanding of all religion is that a god's idea of amusement is Snakes and Ladders with greased rungs. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| b1fb815 | He reflected briefly that someone up there was watching over him. 'Thanks a lot,' he said bitterly. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| e3b7165 | Death's pale horse looked up from its oats and gave a little whinny of greeting. The horse's name was Binky. He was a real horse. Death had tried fiery steeds and skeletal horses in the past, and found them impractical, especially the fiery ones, which tended to set light to their own bedding and stand in the middle of it looking embarrassed. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 0a887bf | The current state of knowledge can be summarized thus: In the beginning, there was nothing, which exploded. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| d7c3396 | The trouble with gods is that after enough people start believing in them, they begin to exist. And what begins to exist isn't what was originally intended. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 14a8531 | And it be well for a knowlessman that he should not be here, for he would be taken from this place and his gaskin slit, his moules shown to the four winds, his welchet torn asunder with many hooks and his figgin placed upon a spike (...) | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 0be1f42 | Anyway, Angua seemed to have taken this case personally. She always had a soft spot for the underdog. So did Vimes. You had to. Not because they were pure or noble, because they weren't. You had to be on the side of underdogs because they weren't overdogs. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 2b8f504 | A shepherd's crown, not a royal one. A crown for someone who knew where she had come from. A crown for the lone light zigzagging through the night sky, hunting for a single lost lamb. A crown for the shepherd who was there to herd away the predators. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 12fe6ba | had decided what to do, which was to smile like the morning sun with a knife in its teeth. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| dee2ea7 | That doesn't sound very reliable to me," said the druid nastily. "How can a book know what day it is? Paper can't count." | Terry Pratchett | ||
| c0edf6f | It was the heart of any scam or fiddle -- keep the punter uncertain, or, if he is certain, make him certain of the wrong thing. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 414383e | Having to haul around extra poundage was far too much effort, so he saw to it that he never put it on and he kept himself in trim because doing things with decent muscles was far less effort than trying to achieve things with bags of flab. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 3e00659 | this is the room where the future pours into the past via the pinch of now. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 841b413 | I thought, in Nature, the defeated animal just rolls on its back in submission and that's the end of it,' said Vimes, as they clattered after the disappearing swamp dragon. 'Wouldn't work with dragons,' said Lady Ramkin. 'Some daft creature rolls on its back, you disembowel it. That's how they look at it. Almost human, really. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 95c9fda | Look, this is just the cemetery. It's got bylaws and things! It's not Transylvania! There's just dead people here! That doesn't make it scary, does it? Dead people are people who were living once! You wouldn't be so worked up if there were living people buried here, would you? | humor | Terry Pratchett | |
| 65586a1 | We got the spell exactly right. Except for the ingredients. And most of the poetry. And it probably wasn't the right time. And Gytha took most of it home for the cat, which couldn't of been proper. | witches | Terry Pratchett | |
| 597ed6f | Sometimes people fools themselves into believing things that aren't true. Sometimes that can be quite dangerous for the person. They see the world in a wrong way. They won't let themselves see that what they believe is wrong. But often there is a part of the mind that does know, and the right words can let it out. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 4430b73 | Fresh wounds," said Angua. "But one of them did shoot one of the other in the leg by accident." "I think you'd better put in your report as -self inflicted- wounds while resisting arrest," said Vimes." | police | Terry Pratchett | |
| 3557cac | There is a type of girl who, while incapable of cleaning her bedroom even at knife point, will fight for the privilege of being allowed to spend the day shoveling manure in a stable. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 5b56d89 | Some people are born to command. Some people achieve command. And others have command thrust upon them ... | Terry Pratchett | ||
| d9f4585 | They think they want good government and justice for all, Vimes, yet what is it they really crave, deep in their hearts? Only that things go on as normal and tomorrow is pretty much like today. | Terry Pratchett |