Heaven has no taste." "Now-" "And not one single sushi restaurant." A look of pain crossed the angel's suddenly very serious face.

Books must be treated with respect, we feel that in our bones, because words have power. Bring enough words together they can bend space and time.

What your soldier wants - really, really wants - is no-one shooting back at him.

It was nice to hear the voices of little children at play, provided you took care to be far enough away not to hear what they were actually saying.

And Sam Vimes thought: Why is Young Sam's nursery full of farmyard animals anyway? Why are his books full of moo-cows and baa-lambs? He is growing up in the city. He will only see them on a plate! They go sizzle!

Sometimes the truth is arrived at by adding all the little lies together and deducting them from the totality of what is known.

I do note with interest that old women in my books become young women on the covers... this is discrimination against the chronologically gifted.