If complete and utter chaos was lightning, then he'd be the sort to stand on a hilltop in a thunderstorm wearing wet copper armour and shouting 'All gods are bastards!

Granny Weatherwax was not lost. She wasn't the kind of person who ever became lost. It was just that, at the moment, while she knew exactly where SHE was, she didn't know the position of anywhere else.

Mere animals couldn’t possibly manage to act like this. You need to be a human being to be really stupid.

When people say things are a lot more complicated than that, they means they're getting worried that they won't like the truth.

Building a temple didn't mean you believed in gods, it just meant you believed in architecture.

If you really want to upset a witch, do her a favor which she has no means of repaying. The unfulfilled obligation will nag at her like a hangnail.

A world like that, which exists only because the gods enjoy a joke, must be a place where magic can survive. And sex too, of course.