"Million-to-one chances," she said, "crop up nine times out of ten."
...but it has to be exactly one million to one.

If broomsticks were cars, this one would be a split-window Morris Minor.

Still, it was a relief to get away from that macabre sight. Gander considered that gnolls didn't look any better inside than out. He hated their guts.

'While I'm still confused and uncertain, it's on a much higher plane, d'you see, and at least I know I'm bewildered about the really fundamental and important facts of the universe.'
Treatle nodded. 'I hadn't looked at it like that,' he said, 'But you're absolutely right. He's really pushed back the boundaries of ignorance.'
Discworld scientists at work.

They both savoured the strange warm glow of being much more ignorant than ordinary people, who were only ignorant of ordinary things.
Discworld scientists at work.

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.
Meet the creatures from the Dungeon Dimensions.

'They say there's dwarf mines under the Ramtops,' she said inconsequentially. 'My, but them little buggers is in for a surprise.'
Granny reflects on Esk's methods of lighting a fire.

For animals, the entire universe has been neatly divided into things to (a) mate with, (b) eat, (c) run away from, and (d) rocks.

Granny wasn't sure she approved of silk, she'd heard it came out of a caterpillar's bottom.....
Well, when you think about it.....

But magic has a habit of lying low, like a rake in the grass.

That was quite acceptable in the Ramtops, and no-one had a bad word to say about witches. At least, not if he wanted to wake up in the morning the same shape as he went to bed.

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