D'Leh: [to the waiting tribes] We, the people of the Yagahl, hunt the mightiest of beast, the Manak. He is great and we are small. And still we bring him down. Because we hunt together as one! When the sun rises, we will join our brothers and sisters in the mountain of the god, we will convince th
D'Leh: [in the pit, after deciding to not kill the Saber-tooth] Do not eat me when I save your life!
Tic'Tic: [trying to hold D'leh back from the raiders as they take prisoners] We cannot help them!
D'Leh: Tell him... I am older than I look. [smirks
Tic'Tic: Our wise man says: you will lead us there. D'Leh: Me
D'Leh: [to Tic'Tic] We need you. They will not fight with us.
D'Leh: Look how fast its growing.
D'Leh: He is not a god!
D'Leh: Let me go!
Evolet: Baku, D'Leh is here!
Tic'Tic: A good man draws a circle around himself and cares for those within. His woman, his children. Tic'Tic: Other men draw a larger circle and bring within their brothers and sisters. Tic'Tic: But some men have a great destiny. They must draw around themselves a circle that includes many, many
D'Leh: What are they saying? Nakudu: They are your words: Bring them down
Tic'Tic: Be as your father.
D'Leh: You must become a hunter. Baku: Me
Evolet: [watching the river bank] Baku, D'leh is here!
D'Leh: I found the eye of the snake.
D'Leh: [speaking to the spear-tooth] You must remember me. I gave you life.
Let's see, now... in HOGFATHER there are a number of stabbings, someone's killed by a man made of knives, someone's killed by the dark, and someone just been killed by a wardrobe. It's a book about the magic of childhood. You can tell.
The universe, they said, depended for its operation on the balance of four forces which they identified as charm, persuasion, uncertainty and bloody-mindedne ss.
When millions of tons of angry elephant come spinning through the sky, and there was no one there to hear it, does it - philosopically speaking - make a noise
Nothing has to be true forever. Just for long enough, to tell you the truth.
That's one form of magic, of course." "What, just knowing things?" "Knowing things that other people don't know.
Good or bad, do it as you. Too many lies and there's no truth to go back to.
Five exclamation marks, the sure sign of an insane mind. Terry Pratchet
This looks like a job for inadvisably applied magic if ever I saw one.
He'd noticed that sex bore some resemblance to cookery: it fascinated people, they sometimes bought books full of complicated recipes and interesting pictures, and sometimes when they were really hungry they created vast banquets in their imagination - but at the end of the day they'd settle quite h
A good man will kill you with hardly a word.
You have the effrontery to be squeamish, it thought at him. But we were dragons. We were supposed to be cruel, cunning, heartless and terrible. But this much I can tell you, you ape â€“ the great face pressed even closer, so that Wonse was staring into the pitiless depths of his eyes â€“ we never bu
Nac Mac Feegle! The Wee Free Men! Nae king! Nae quin! Nae laird! Nae master! We willna' be fooled again!
Your average witch is not, by nature, a social animal as far as other witches are concerned. There's a conflict of dominant personalities. There's a group of ringleaders without a ring. There's the basic unwritten rule of witchcraft, which is 'Don't do what you will, do what I say.' The natural size
One of the highlights of the first Good Omens tour was Neil and I walking through New York singing Shoehorn with Teeth. Well, we'd had a good breakfast. And you don't get mugged, either.
You are very clever," said the old man shyly. "I would like to eat your brains, one day.
Building a temple didn't mean you believed in gods, it just meant you believed in architecture.
If you want to change a whole people, then you start with the girls. It stands to reason: they learn faster, and they pass on what they learn to their children.
Funny, reely," he said. "You spend your whole life goin' to school and learnin' stuff, and they never tell you about stuff like the Bermuda Triangle and UFOs and all these Old Masters running around the inside of the Earth. Why do we have to learn boring stuff when there's all this brilliant stuff w
An Assassin, a real Assassin had to look like one-black clothes, hood, boots, and all. If they could wear any clothes, any disguise, then what could anyone do but spend all day in a small room with a loaded crossbow pointed at the door?
Bill Door was impressed. Miss Flitworth could actually give the word "revenue", which had two vowels and one diphthong, all the peremptoriness of the word "scum.