Welcome to our collection of quotes (with shareable picture quotes) by Terry Pratchett. We hope you enjoy pondering them and that you will share them widely.
Sir Terence David John Pratchett (28 April 1948 – 12 March 2015) was an English humorist, satirist, and author of fantasy novels, especially comical works. He is best known for his Discworld series of 41 novels.
Pratchett's first novel, The Carpet People, was published in 1971. The first Discworld novel, The Colour of Magic, was published in 1983, after which Pratchett wrote an average of two books a year. The final Discworld novel, The Shepherd's Crown, was published in August 2015, five months after his death.
Pratchett, with more than 85 million books sold worldwide in 37 languages, was the UK's best-selling author of the 1990s. He was appointed Officer of the Order of the British Empire (OBE) in 1998 and was knighted for services to literature in the 2009 New Year Honours. In 2001 he won the annual Carnegie Medal for The Amazing Maurice and his Educated Rodents, the first Discworld book marketed for children. He received the World Fantasy Award for Life Achievement in 2010.
In December 2007, Pratchett announced that he had been diagnosed with early-onset Alzheimer's disease. He later made a substantial public donation to the Alzheimer's Research Trust, filmed a television programme chronicling his experiences with the condition for the BBC, and became a patron for Alzheimer's Research UK. Pratchett died on 12 March 2015, aged 66.
Demons were like genies or philosophy professors if you didn't word things exactly right, they delighted in giving you absolutely accurate and completely misleading answers.
Escapism isn't good or bad in itself. What is important is what you are escaping from and where you are escaping to.
But what's worth more than gold? Practically everything. You, for example. Gold is heavy. Your weight in gold is not very much gold at all. Aren't you worth more than that?
Hello, inner child, I'm the inner babysitter.
Hello, inner child, I'm the inner babysitter!
You get a wonderful view from the point of no return.
Building a temple didn't mean you believed in gods, it just meant you believed in architecture.
A woman always has half an onion left over, no matter what the size of the onion, the dish or the woman.
Look, the life of gnomes and goblins is nasty, brutish and short. So are they.
People are often so busy living that they never stop to wonder why.
Little crimes breed big crimes. You smile at little crimes and then big crimes blow your head off.
Where there is personality, there is discord.
Mort... had about the same talent for horticulture that you would find in a dead starfish.
I don't think about the end game. I've got lots to occupy my mind. It's the rage that keeps me going.
Insanity is catching.
From the trees around the clearing the snakes and birds watched silently. In the swamp the alligators drifted like patches of bad-assed water.
Sin, young man, is when you treat people like things. Including yourself. That's what sin is.
He said that there was death and taxes, and taxes was worse, because at least death didn't happen to you every year.
And Unseen University took tradition very seriously, at least when it remembered to.
You can never have too much backup.
Granny Weatherwax believes the world is all about stories. Oh well, we all have our funny little ways. Except me, obviously.
No normal sheet of paper could possibly trace their family tree, which in any case was more like a mangrove thicket.
High magic requires a great clarity of thought, you see, and women's talents do not lie in that direction. Their brains tend to overheat.
In defiance of Miss Maccalariat I'd like to commit hanky-panky with you, Miss Adora Belle Dearheart... well, certainly hanky, and possibly panky when we get to know one another better.
Like any sensible witch, she wore strong boots that could march through anything--good, sensible boots.
It's not Brits who think American readers are a bunch of whinging morons with the geo-social understanding of a wire coathanger, it's American editors.
You Say To People 'Throw Off Your Chains' And They Make New Chains For Themselves?
Brighten up the world like a little sunbeam.
That was the very centre of his genius -- he invented things that anyone could have thought of, and men who can invent things that anyone could have thought of are very rare men.
It struck Mort with sudden, terrible poignancy that Death must be the loneliest creature in the universe. In the great party of Creation, he was always in the kitchen.
You don't have to chase around after creatures, Pismire had said.
I may be daft but I'm no' stupid!
If you were going to be successful in the world of crime, you needed a reputation for honesty.
A push-and-go wooden duck on wheels can cause quite a lot of damage if wielded with enough force.
Death stripes away many things, especially when it arrives at a temperature hot enough to vaporize iron ... The immortal remains of Brother Watchtower watched the dragon flap away into the fog ..
Gods play games with the fates of men. But first they have to get all the pieces on the board and look all over the place for the dice.
A man could be dogmatic, and that was all right, or he could be stupid, and no harm done, but stupid and dogmatic at the same time was too much, especially fluxed with body odor.
Drunkenness had this to be said for it, it stopped the flow of inspirations.
When Reacher Gilt talks about freedom, he means his, not anyone else's.
Well, he thought, so this is diplomacy. It's lying, only for a better class of people.
You know I've never agreed with baths. Sittin' around in your own dirt like that.
Money makes people rich; it is a fallacy to think it makes them better, or even that it makes them worse. People are what they do, and what they leave behind.
Sometimes I really think people ought to have to pass a proper exam before they're allowed to be parents. Not just the practical, I mean.
Of course fantasy is escapist. Most stories are. So what? Teachers are not meant to be jailers.
Things that try to look like things often do look more like things than things.
Filling what's empty and emptying what's full.
Geography is just physics slowed down, with a couple of trees stuck in it.
After all, if you can't trust governments, whom can you trust?
You're just as dead if you fall from forty feet as you are from four thousand fathoms, that's what I say.
I'm referred to, I see, as 'the biggest banker in modern publishing'. Now there's a line that needed the celebrated Guardian proof-reading.
Granny was an old-fashioned witch. She didn't do good for people, she did right by them.
You couldn't escape the pointy hat, though. There was nothing magical about a pointy hat except that it said that the woman underneath it was a witch. People paid attention to a pointy hat.
It wasn't the wearing of the hat that counted so much as having one to wear. Every trade, every craft had its hat.
There was no safety. There was no pride. All there was, was money. Everything became money, and money became everything. Money treated us as if we were things, and we died.
Even our fears make us feel important, because we fear we might not be.
Everywhere I look, I see something holy.
There are no inconsistencies in the Discworld books; ocassionally, however, there are alternate pasts.
Most horses don't walk backwards voluntarily, because what they can't see doesn't exist.
Thats how we survive infinity -- we kill it by breaking it up into small bits.
People listened to Hamnpork because he was the leader, but they listened to Darktan because he was often telling you things that you really, really needed to know if you wanted to go on living.
He had done regular live concerts from San Quentin jail until the civil rights people got him under the Cruel and Unusual Punishment clause.
Falling isn't so bad, you know. It's only the landing that hurts.
The commander went, as they say in Ankh-Morpork, totally Librarian on them.
You get all sorts of people in the library, and the librarian gets it all.
We live in a science fiction universe. We have done for a long time.
Of course, just because we've heard a spine-chilling, blood-curdling scream of the sort to make your very marrow freeze in your bones doesn't automatically mean there's anything wrong.
Ankh-Morpork, the melting pot of the world, which occasionally runs foul of lumps that don't melt.
Big fat hairy monkey, hands a couple of octaves wide?
Responsibilities are the anvil on which a man is forged.
Moist groaned. It was the crack of seven and he was allergic to the concept of two seven o'clocks in one day.
You're saying,' he said, weighing each word, 'that we should send Carrot away to be a duck among humans because Bjorn Stronginthearm is my uncle.
A metaphor is a kind o' lie to help people understand what's true.
Ye know full well that the meaning of life is to find your gift. To find your gift is happiness. Never tae find it is misery.
If, somewhere, any possible world can exist, then somewhere there is any letter that could possibly be written. Somewhere, all those checks really were in the mail.
New things, new ideas arrived and strutted their stuff and were vilified by some and then lo! that which had been a monster was suddenly totally important to the world.
Don't stick your nose where someone can pull it off and eat it.
The headlines screamed at him as soon as he saw the paper. He almost screamed back.
There is no doubt that being human is incredibly difficult and cannot be mastered in one lifetime.
Omens are everywhere in this world you just have to find the one that fits.
Letitia! What a name. Halfway between a salad and a sneeze.
When Geoffrey's not anxious, he radiates calmness, which probably means he sees more things and finds more things than other people do. It makes him open to new things too.
The remainder of the opera passed without anyone dying, except where the score required them to do so at some length.
If music were the food of love, she was game for a sonata and chips at any time.
Some people think this is paranoia, but it isn't. Paranoids only think everyone is out to get them. Wizards know it.
We're better'n them all right. We jus' don't always win.
It's very rare that I ever go and research a particular subject. Mostly I do serendipitous research, I read stuff, things spinning out of the page.
Vimes leaned back. 'Don't try to put me at my ease, Miss von Humpeding,' he said. 'It makes me nervous when people do that. It's not as though I have any ease to be put at.
I do not in fact use many puns. Certainly there are far fewer than people believe. But I suspect the ones I do occasionally use tend to hang around in people's memories for a while.