The universe clearly operates for the benefit of humanity. This can be readily seen from the convenient way the sun comes up in the morning, when people are ready to start the day.

There's a saying that all roads lead to Ankh-Morpork. And it's wrong. All roads lead away from Ankh-Morpork, but sometimes people just walk along them the wrong way.

The worst thing you can do is nothing.

There are times in life when people must know when not to let go. Balloons are designed to teach small children this.

Rincewind had always been happy to think of himself as a racist. The One Hundred Meters, the Mile, the Marathon -- he'd run them all.

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

Tourist, Rincewind decided, meant ‘idiot.

...and the funny thing was that people who weren't entirely certain they were right always argued much louder than other people, as if the main person they were trying to convince were themselves.

The trouble with having an open mind, of course, is that people will insist on coming along and trying to put things in it.

I have, before now, waited for a pen to perform a macro.

You never knew about people, like you never knew how deep a pond was because all you saw was the top.

Don't be afraid to be successful, and keep in your mind that you don't have another choice “be successful or be successful “.

All that I seen makes be fear the Lord, for great is wrath.

To live for your dreams, you have to be fearless in life.

Kissing tends to bring on woolgathering, even amnesia.

There will be hunters and hunted, winners and losers. What counts in global competition is the right strategy and success.

If your eyes are blinded with your worries, you cannot see the beauty of the sunset.

I think after 1970 or so, after I sold Soul City, I took off for awhile and didn't do too many gigs.

My advice: Don't waste so much time worrying about your skin or your weight. Develop what you do, what you put your hands on in the world.

Mother, whose heart hung humble as a button the bright splendid shroud of your son, Do not weep. War is kind.