Terry Pratchett's profoundly irreverent novels are consistent number one bestseller in England, where they have catapulted him into the highest echelons of parody next to Mark Twain, Kurt Vonnegut, Douglas Adams, and Carl Hiaasen. In this Discworld installment, Death comes to Mort with an... read more
As a teenager, Mort had a personality and temperament that made him rather unsuited to the family farming business. Mort's father, named Lezek, felt that Mort thought too much, which prevented him from achieving anything practical. Thus, Lezek took him to a local hiring fair, hoping that Mort... read more (warning: may contain spoilers)
“Logic would have said all that, if only Logic hadn't taken the night off too.”
“He'd been wrong, there was a light at the end of the tunnel, and it was a flamethrower.”
“Best to get it off his chest. Own up like a man. Take his medicine. Cards on the Table. Beating about the bush, none of. Mercy, throw himself on.”
“He looked back like a nocturnal rabbit trying to out stare the headlights of a sixteen-wheeled artic whose driver is a twelve-hour caffeine freak outrunning the tachometer of hell.”
“"You're dead," he said. Keli waited. She couldn't think of any suitable reply "I'm, not" lacked a certain style, while "Is it serious?" seemed somehow too frivolous.”
“- YOU SHOULD HAVE WORKED OUT BY NOW THAT EVERYONE GETS WHAT THEY THINK IS COMING TO THEM. IT'S SO MUCH NEATER THAT WAY. 'I know, sir. But that means bad people who think they're going to get some sort of paradise actually do get there. And good people who fear they're going to some kind of horrible place really suffer. It doesn't seem like justice.'”
“Poets have tried to describe Ankh-Morpork. They have failed. Perhaps it's the sheer zestful vitality of the place, or maybe it's just that a city with a million inhabitants and no sewers is rather robust for poets, who prefer daffodils and no wonder.”
“He seemed to act as though the house really belonged to him and its owner was just a passing guest, something to be tolerated like peeling paintwork or spiders in the lavatory.”
“Mort sniffed. There was a certain something about the air in the city. You got the feeling that it was air that had seen life. You couldn't help noting with every breath that thousands of other people were very close to you and nearly all of them had armpits.”
“Ankh-Morpork had dallied with many forms of government and had ended up with that form of democracy known as One Man, One Vote. The Patrician was the Man; he had the Vote.”
‘It would seem that you have no useful skill or talent whatsoever,’ he said. ‘Have you thought of going into teaching?’Highlighted by 44 Kindle customers
Scientists have calculated that the chance of anything so patently absurd actually existing are millions to one. But magicians have calculated that million-to-one chances crop up nine times out of ten.Highlighted by 41 Kindle customers
The Creator had a lot of remarkably good ideas when he put the world together, but making it understandable hadn’t been one of them.Highlighted by 24 Kindle customers
He’d been wrong, there was a light at the end of the tunnel, and it was a flamethrower.Highlighted by 23 Kindle customers
the awesome splendour of the universe is much easier to deal with if you think of it as a series of small chunks.Highlighted by 23 Kindle customers
So let’s just say that Ankh-Morpork is as full of life as an old cheese on a hot day, as loud as a curse in a cathedral, as bright as an oil slick, as colourful as a bruise and as full of activity, industry, bustle and sheer exuberant busyness as a dead dog on a termite mound.Highlighted by 23 Kindle customers
There seemed to be rather a lot of friendly young ladies who couldn’t afford many clothes.Highlighted by 20 Kindle customers
‘Well, – – – – me,’ he said. ‘A – – – – ing wizard. I hate – – – – ing wizards!’ ‘You shouldn’t – – – – them, then,’ muttered one of his henchmen, effortlessly pronouncing a row of dashes.Highlighted by 20 Kindle customers
A few courtiers glanced in their direction, their eyes instantly unfocusing as common sense overruled the other five.Highlighted by 17 Kindle customers
There should be a word for the microscopic spark of hope that you dare not entertain in case the mere act of acknowledging it will cause it to vanish, like trying to look at a photon. You can only sidle up to it, looking past it, walking past it, waiting for it to get big enough to face the world.Highlighted by 13 Kindle customers
Preceded by Equal Rites, and followed by Sourcery.
Preceded by The Thorn Birds, and followed by Guards! Guards!.
Followed by Reaper Man.
We’re hiding the errata, movie connections, books that influenced this book, books influenced by this book, books that cite this book and books cited by this book sections. If you would like to add content to them, you must first make them visible.