Potrafił mówić tonem tak niewinnym, tak przyjaznym, tak… głupim, w stylu szczeniaka, a potem nagle zmieniał się w wielki blok stali i człowiek na niego wpadał.

“There would be a price... But if you were worried about the price, then why wer…”

“Five exclamation marks, the sure sign of an insane mind.”

“Luck is my middle name," said Rincewind, indistinctly. "Mind you, my first name…”

“And it came to pass that in that time the Great God Om spake unto Brutha, the C…”