Dark Fantasy is just another way of saying Horror.

Historical Re-creation, he thought glumly, as they picked their way across, under, over or through the boulders and insect-buzzing heaps of splintered timber, with streamlets running everywhere. Only we do it with people dressing up and running around with blunt weapons, and people selling hot dogs, and the girls all miserable because they can only dress up as wenches, wenching being the only job available to women in the olden days.

Everyone should occasionally break the law in some small and delightful way. It's good for the hygiene of the brain.

Most modern fantasy just rearranges the furniture in Tolkien's attic.

You're not going to tell me they built fifty-foot-high killer golems, are you?" "Only a man would think of that. It's our job," said Moist. "If you don't think of fifty-foot-high killer golems first, someone else will.

Cats don't hunt seals. They would if they knew what they were and where to find them. But they don't, so that's all right.

Child. That was a terrible thing to say to anyone who was almost thirteen.