She wore so much thick white makeup in order to conceal her naturally rosy complexion that if she turned around suddenly her face would probably end up on the back of her head.

People don't alter history any more than birds alter the sky, they just make brief patterns in it.

That's the Ankh-Morpork instinct, Vimes thought. Run away, and then stop and see if anything interesting is going to happen to other people.

Inside every lump of coal there's a diamond waiting to get out.

A Thaum is the basic unit of magical strength. It has been universally established as the amount of magic needed to create one small white pigeon or three normal-sized billiard balls.

Whole new theories of money were growing here like mushrooms: in the dark and based on bullshit.

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