Rincewind had always been happy to think of himself as a racist. The One Hundred Meters, the Mile, the Marathon -- he'd run them all.

I wrote three books, I had three greenhouses. It seemed to me to be very satisfactory.

His movements could be called cat-like, except that he did not stop to spray urine up against things.

This, milord, is my family's axe. We have owned it for almost nine hundred years, see. Of course, sometimes it needed a new blade. And sometimes it has required a new handle, new designs on the metalwork, a little refreshing of the ornamentation . . . but is this not the nine hundred-year-old axe of my family? And because it has changed gently over time, it is still a pretty good axe, y'know. Pretty good.

People aren't just people, they are people surrounded by circumstances.

She was a beefy young woman and, whatever piece of music she was playing, it was definitely losing.

Anger is wonderful. It keeps you going. I'm angry about bankers. About the government.