The female mind is certainly a devious one, my lord." Vetinari looked at his secretary in surprise. "Well, of course it is. It has to deal with the male one.

Do you know how wizards like to be buried?" "Yes!" "Well, how?" Granny Weatherwax paused at the bottom of the stairs. "Reluctantly.

I don’t think it's weak to admit you made a mistake. That takes strength, if you ask me.

The intelligence of the creature known as a crowd, is the square root of the number of people in it.

But that was just it - hate was exactly the right word. Hate is a force of attraction. Hate is just love with its back turned.

Maybe the only significant difference between a really smart simulation and a human being was the noise they made when you punched them.

Many people, meeting Aziraphale for the first time, formed three impressions: that he was English, that he was intelligent, and that he was gayer than a treeful of monkeys on nitrous oxide.