The space between the young reader’s eyeballs and the printed page is a holy place and officialdom should trample all over it at their peril.’

Not for the first time in the history of the universe, someone for whom communication normally came as effortlessly as a dream was stuck for inspiration when faced with a few lines on the back of a card.

The more you think about it, the more amazing the everyday world of human beings becomes: most of it doesn't actually exist at all.

This is Morbidia," said Vlad. "Although she's been calling herself Tracy lately, to be cool.

Rincewind gave his fingers a long shocked stare, as one might regard a gun that has been hanging on the wall for decades and has suddenly gone off and perforated the cat.

Light thinks it travels faster than anything but it is wrong. No matter how fast light travels, it finds the darkness has always got there first, and is waiting for it.

I've often felt depressed; everyone feels depressed.