It's beautiful," said Mort softly. "What is it?" THE SUN IS UNDER THE DISC, said Death. "Is it like this every night?" EVERY NIGHT, said Death. NATURE'S LIKE THAT. "Doesn't anyone know?" ME. YOU. THE GODS. GOOD, ISN'T IT? "Gosh!" Death leaned over the saddle and looked down at the kingdoms of the world. I DON'T KNOW ABOUT YOU, he said, BUT I COULD MURDER A CURRY.

This time it had been magic. And it didn't stop being magic just because you found out how it was done.

So, mistletoe, in fact, symbolizes mistletoe.

TV people in the UK... I'm getting on a lot better with them.

Chaos is found in greatest abundance wherever order is being sought. It always defeats order, because it is better organized.

He found that he had this sudden desperate longing for the fuming, smoky streets of Ankh-Morpork, which was always at its best in the spring, when the gummy sheen on the turbid waters of the Ankh River had a special iridescence and the eaves were full of birdsong, or at least birds coughing rhythmically

The man gave a shrug which indicated that, although the world did indeed have many problems, this was one of them that was not his.