Evil Begins When You Begin To Treat

My Name Is Immaterial,' She Said. That's A Pretty Name,' Said Rincewind.

A Horse's Skull Always Looks Scary, Even If Someone Has Put Lipstick On It.

If You Have Enough Book Space, I Don't Want To Talk To You.

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

I Have No Fear Of Death Whatsoever. I Suspect That Few People Do, What They All Fear Is What Might Happen In The Years Or Months Before Death.