Imagination, Not Intelligence, Made Us Human.

Your Whole Life Passes In Front Of Your Eyes Before You Die. This Is Called Living.

Of Course, Ankh-morpork's Citizens Had Always Claimed That The River Water Was Incredibly Pure. Any Water That Had Passed Through So Many Kidneys, They Reasoned, Had To Be Very Pure Indeed.

The Oldest Fan Letter I've Had Is From Someone Aged Eighty-five.

The Librarians Were Mysterious. It Was Said They Could Tell What Book You Needed Just By Looking At You, And They Could Take Your Voice Away With A Word.

Joy Is To Fun What The Deep Sea Is To A Puddle. It’s A Feeling Inside That Can Hardly Be Contained.