He found that he had this sudden desperate longing for the fuming, smoky streets of Ankh-Morpork, which was always at its best in the spring, when the gummy sheen on the turbid waters of the Ankh River had a special iridescence and the eaves were full of birdsong, or at least birds coughing rhythmically

Wisdom is one of the few things that looks bigger the further away it is.

Real children do not go hoppity skip unless they are on drugs.

That's one form of magic, of course." "What, just knowing things?" "Knowing things that other people don't know.

There are thousands of good reasons why magic doesn't rule the world. They're called Witches and Wizards.

Just because it's not nice doesn't mean it's not miraculous.

Sometimes words need music too. Sometimes the descriptions are not enough. Books should be written with soundtracks, like films.