Wednesday, 31 January 2007

A Quote or Two, to get started:

A Thaum is the basic unit of magical strength. It has been universally established as the amount of magic needed to create one small white pigeon or three normal-sized billiard balls.


An ancient proverb summed it up: when a wizard is tired of looking for broken glass in his dinner, it ran, he is tired of life.


Build a man a fire, and he'll be warm for a day. Set a man on fire, and he'll be warm for the rest of his life.


Fantasy is an exercise bicycle for the mind. It might not take you anywhere, but it tones up the muscles that can. Of course, I could be wrong.


Five exclamation marks, the sure sign of an insane mind.


He was the sort of person who stood on mountaintops during thunderstorms in wet copper armour shouting "All the Gods are bastards."


Only in our dreams are we free. The rest of the time we need wages.


People who are rather more than six feet tall and nearly as broad across the shoulders often have uneventful journeys. People jump out at them from behind rocks then say things like, "Oh. Sorry. I thought you were someone else."


Rincewind formed a mental picture of some strange entity living in a castle made of teeth. It was the kind of mental picture you tried to forget. Unsuccessfully.


The universe, they said, depended for its operation on the balance of four forces which they identified as charm, persuasion, uncertainty and bloody-mindedness.


They say a little knowledge is a dangerous thing, but it's not one half so bad as a lot of ignorance.


Writing is the most fun you can have by yourself.


You can't trample infidels when you're a tortoise. I mean, all you could do is give them a meaningful look.


Can you name the Author of the above quotes?

2 comments:

Stace said...

Mr Terry Pratchett, esquire! Welcome to the world of Blogging, Andrew!

Aidan said...

can i use a life line? 50 50 ?
welcome to the bloggosphere:)

"He was the sort of person who stood on mountaintops during thunderstorms in wet copper armour shouting "All the Gods are bastards."
i want people to say that about me at my funeral

Very very pratchetty quote