The short conversation that follows eventually led to a tree religion. Its tenet of faith was this: a tree that was a good tree and led a clean decent and upstanding life could be assured of a future life after death. If it was very good indeed it would eventually be reincarnated as five thousand rolls of lavatory paper.

Don't you understand?" snarled Rincewind. "We are going over the Edge, godsdammit!" "Can't we do anything about it?" "No!" "Then I can't see the sense in panicking," said Twoflower calmly.

Wisdom is one of the few things that looks bigger the further away it is.

Look out! He's got a daisy!

Money doesn't buy happiness, Gytha." "I only wanted to rent it for a few weeks!

I reckon responsible behavior is something to get when you grow older. Like varicose veins.

Most of my schooldays were the worst day of my life.