The Light Fantastic: (Discworld Novel 2) (Discworld series)

Unseen University had never admitted women, muttering something about problems with the plumbing, but the real reason was an unspoken dread that if women were allowed to mess around with magic they would probably be embarrassingly good at it . . .

‘He’sh mad?’ ‘Sort of mad. But mad with lots of money.’ ‘Ah, then he can’t be mad. I’ve been around; if a man hash lotsh of money he’sh just ecshentric.’

THE SUN ROSE slowly, as if it wasn’t sure it was worth all the effort.

If the laws of action and reaction had anything to do with it, it should have flopped to the ground a few feet away. But no one was listening to them.

He may be deaf and a little hard of thinking, but elderly wizards have very well-trained survival instincts, and they know that when a tall figure in a black robe and the latest in agricultural handtools starts looking thoughtfully at you it is time to act fast.

For a man with an itch to see the whole of infinity, Twoflower never actually moved outside his own head.

sometimes I get the feeling that the Luggage knows exactly what it’s doing.’

The Death of the Disc was a traditionalist who prided himself on his personal service and spent most of the time being depressed because this was not appreciated. He would point out that no one feared death itself, just pain and separation and oblivion, and that it was quite unreasonable to take against someone just because he had empty eye-sockets

(Rincewind had in any case seen his past life flash in front of his eyes so many times that he could sleep through the boring bits)