Terry Pratchett, an international treasure and my favorite author, passed away on March 12, 2015, and the world is all the poorer for it.
You can’t go around building a better world for people. Only people can build a better world for people. Otherwise it’s just a cage.
A man is not dead while his name is still spoken.
It was so much easier to blame it on Them. It was bleakly depressing to think that They were Us. If it was Them, then nothing was anyone’s fault. If it was us, what did that make Me? After all, I’m one of Us. I must be. I’ve certainly never thought of myself as one of Them. No one ever thinks of themselves as one of Them. We’re always one of Us. It’s Them that do the bad things.
She was already learning that if you ignore the rules people will, half the time, quietly rewrite them so that they don’t apply to you.
The important thing is not to shout at this point, Vimes told himself. Do not…what do they call it…go postal? Treat this as a learning exercise. Find out why the world is not as you thought it was. Assemble the facts, digest the information, consider the implications. Then go postal. But with precision.