I think it's IMPOSSIBLE for anyone famous to come from here, because everyone around here is insane.

The rising sun managed to peek around the vast column of smoke that forever rose from Ankh-Morpork, City of Cities, illustrating almost up to the edge of space that smoke means progress or, at least, people setting fire to things.

Granny Weatherwax was firmly against fiction. Life was hard enough without lies floating around and changing the way people thought.

5.Buggre Alle this for a Larke I amme sick to mye Hart of typefetinge. Master Biltonn if no Gentelmann, and Master Scagges now more that a tighte fisted Southwarke Knobbefticke. I telle you, onne a daye laike thif Ennywone withe half and oz of Sense shoulde bee oute in the Suneshain, ane nott Stucke here alle the lielong dale inn thif mowldey olde By-Our-Lady Workefhoppe *AE@;I*

escapism isn't good or bad in itself. what is important is what you are escaping from and where you are escaping to.

Do you think there’s anything to eat in this forest?” “Yes,” said the wizard bitterly, “us.

Every procedure for getting a cat to take a pill works fine - once. Like the Borg, they learn.