Terry Pratchett

Terry Pratchett
Sir Terence David John "Terry" Pratchett, OBEwas an English 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; after the first Discworld novel, The Colour of Magic, was published in 1983, he wrote two books a year on average. His 2011 Discworld novel Snuff was at the time of its release the third-fastest-selling hardback adult-readership novel since records began in the...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth28 April 1948
CityBeaconsfield, England
Ordinary fortune-tellers tell you what you want to happen; witches tell you what’s going to happen whether you want it to or not. Strangely enough, witches tend to be more accurate but less popular.
I read the best works of some of the best satirists, and indeed best writers from the beginning of the Victorian era to about the 1960s. If you want to be a blacksmith, you go and watch the blacksmith working, and you work out what the blacksmith does.
After you've been working fairly intensively on a novel for six months you never want to see the damn thing again.
No! Please! I'll tell you whatever you want to know!" the man yelled. "Really?" said Vimes. "What's the orbital velocity of the moon?" "What?" "Oh, you'd like something simpler?
Mort was hurt by this. It was one thing not to want to marry someone, but quite another to be told they didn't want to marry you.
Many feel they are called to the priesthood, but what they really hear is an inner voice saying, 'It's indoor work with no heavy lifting, do you want to be a ploughman like your father?'
What your soldier wants - really, really wants - is no-one shooting back at him.
In my experience, what every true artist wants, really wants, is to be paid.
After all, when you seek advice from someone it's certainly not because you want them to give it. You just want them to be there while you talk to yourself.
Humanity's a nice place to visit, but you wouldn't want to live there.
Oh. I see. People don't want to see what can't possibly exist.
Who'd want a pony when you could have the whole universe? It was far more interesting and you didn't have to muck it out once a week.
I don't want to hurt you, Mistress Weatherwax," said Mrs Gogol. "That's good," said Granny. "I don't want you to hurt me either.
Because some stories end, but old stories go on, and you gotta dance to the music if you want to stay ahead