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
Do you think there’s anything to eat in this forest?” “Yes,” said the wizard bitterly, “us.
Hat = wizard, wizard = hat. Everything else is frippery.
Sometimes you can think that 'I've had enough of wizards!' And sometimes fantasy is not just about wizards.
Once upon a time the plural of 'wizard' was 'war'.
Do you know how wizards like to be buried?" "Yes!" "Well, how?" Granny Weatherwax paused at the bottom of the stairs. "Reluctantly.
Some people think this is paranoia, but it isn't. Paranoids only think everyone is out to get them. Wizards know it.
Be one of the crowd? It went against everything a wizard stood for, and a wizard would not stand for anything if he could sit down for it, but even sitting down, you had to stand out.
He helped the Librarian up. There was a red glow in the ape's eyes. It had tried to steal his books. This was probably the best proof any wizard could require that the trolleys were brainless.
I'm not the world's greatest expert, but I would have thought that the wizards, witches, trolls, unicorns, ... broomsticks and spells would have given her a clue?' - when J.K. Rowling insisted she wasn't writing fantasy.
Do not meddle in the affairs of wizards because a refusal often offends, I read somewhere.
There are thousands of good reasons why magic doesn't rule the world. They're called Witches and Wizards.
An ancient proverb summed it up: when a wizard is tired of looking for broken glass in his dinner, it ran, he is tired of life.
There was always someone ready to cut the heir with a knife
It wasn't blood in general he couldn't stand the sight of, it was just his blood in particular that was so upsetting.