Life is just chemicals. A drop here, a drip there, everything's changed. A mere dribble of fermented juices and sudenlly you're going to live another few hours.

The bridges were quite popular as building sites,because they had a very convenient sewage system and, of course, a source of fresh water.

There’s lots of people will help you with alcohol business, but there’s no one out there arranging little meetings where you can stand up and say, ‘My name is Sam Vimes and I’m a really suspicious bastard.

Most horses don't walk backwards voluntarily, because what they can't see doesn't exist.

[Rincewind] drew his sword and, with a smooth overarm throw, completely failed to hit the troll.

In the kitchen, chickens had overflowed into the sink. They weren't making much noise, except for the occasional 'werk' a chicken makes when it's a bit uncertain about things, which is more or less all the time.

Last hopeless chances have got to work. Nothing makes sense otherwise. You might as well not be alive.

But... it's a nice day today, the birds is singing, there's stuff like... kittens and stuff, and the sun is shining off the snow, bringin' the promise of spring to come, with flowers, and fresh grass, and more kittens and hot summer days an' the gentle kiss of the rain and wonderful clean things which you won't ever see if you don't give us what's in that drawer 'cos you'll burn like a torch you double-dealing twisty dried-up cheating son of a bitch!

A young man of godlilke proportions* was standing in the doorway.* The better class of gods, anyway. Not the ones with the tentacles, obviously.