Rincewind could scream for mercy in nineteen languages, and just scream in another forty-four.

But ye gotta know where ye're just gonna rush in. Ye cannae just rush in anywhere. It looks bad, havin' to rush oout again straight awa'.

What’s this here,” he said suspiciously, “about us got to give you faggots?” Oh, we have to have them,” said Newt, “We burn them.” Say what?” We burn them.” The guard’s face broadened into a grin. And they’d told him England was soft. “Right on!” he said

Genius is always allowed some leeway, once the hammer has been pried from its hands and the blood has been cleaned up.

The only superstition I have is that I must start a new book on the same day that I finish the last one, even if it's just a few notes in a file. I dread not having work in progress.

I like being a writer.

Don't look back!" "Why not?" "Because I just did! Run faster!