Death: Human beings make life so interesting. Do you know, that in a universe so full of wonders, they have managed to invent boredom.

My own books drive themselves. I know roughly where a book is going to end, but essentially the story develops under my fingers. It's just a matter of joining the dots.

The English were notoriously unenthusiastic about burning witches. I suppose ours were too soggy.

Go on, prove me wrong. Destroy the fabric of the universe. See if I care.

I have a living will and I have friends, and I have money and I have hope.

I read the 'Old Testament' all the way through when I was about 13 and was horrified. A few months afterwards I read 'The Origin Of Species', hallucinating very mildly because I was in bed with flu at the time. Despite that, or because of that, it all made perfect sense.

Rincewind tried to force the memory out of his mind, but it was rather enjoying itself there, terrorizing the other occupants and kicking over the furniture.