If there was anything that depressed him more than his own cynicism, it was that quite often it still wasn't as cynical as real life.

Most horses don't walk backwards voluntarily, because what they can't see doesn't exist.

I don't read an awful lot of fiction and when I do, it tends to be lightweight stuff.

It was said that life was cheap in Ankh-Morpork. This was of course, completely wrong. Life was often very expensive; you could get death for free.

There isn't a way things should be. There's just what happens, and what we do.

What have I always believed? That on the whole, and by and large, if a man lived properly, not according to what any priests said, but according to what seemed decent and honest inside, then it would, at the end, more or less, turn out all right.

As a species, we are forever sticking our finger into the electric socket of the universe to see what will happen next.