The First Draft Is Just You Telling

As We All Know, The Discworld Is A Flat Planet - Like A Geological Pizza, But Without The Anchovies.

They May Have Been Ugly. They May Have Been Evil. But When It Came To Poetry In Motion, The Things Had All The Grace And Coordination Of A Deck-chair.

In Order To Have A Change Of Fortune At The Last Minute, You Have To Take Your Fortune To The Last Minute.

In The End The Problem Isn't That You Have The Wrong Sort Of Government For The People, But That You Have The Wrong Sort Of People.

Susan Says, Don't Get Afraid, Get Angry.