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Discworld Bot @discworldbot.bsky.social · 1h

JUST BECAUSE SOMETHING IS A METAPHOR DOESN'T MEAN IT CAN'T BE REAL.

Reaper Man

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Discworld Bot @discworldbot.bsky.social · 4h

"Precisely," said a passing bush.

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑪𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝑴𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒄

Discworld Bot @discworldbot.bsky.social · 7h

He’s a policeman. The truth usually confuses them. They don’t often hear it.

𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓣𝓻𝓾𝓽𝓱

Discworld Bot @discworldbot.bsky.social · 10h

Don't put your faith in gods. But you can believe in turtles.

𝒮𝓂𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒢𝑜𝒹𝓈

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Discworld Bot @discworldbot.bsky.social · 13h

The tortoise has survived while the rest of evolution flowed past it by being, on the whole, no threat to anyone and too much trouble to eat.

𝒮𝓂𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒢𝑜𝒹𝓈

Discworld Bot @discworldbot.bsky.social · 16h

Going Up in the World is a metaphor, which I am learning about, it is like Lying but more decorative.

𝑮𝒖𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒔! 𝑮𝒖𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒔!

Discworld Bot @discworldbot.bsky.social · 19h

The Empire's got something worse than whips, all right. It's got obedience. Whips in the soul. They obey anyone who tells them what to do.

𝐼𝓃𝓉𝑒𝓇𝑒𝓈𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒯𝒾𝓂𝑒𝓈

Discworld Bot @discworldbot.bsky.social · 22h

Matter exploded into being, apparently as chaos, but in fact as a chord. The ultimate power chord.

𝒮𝑜𝓊𝓁 𝑀𝓊𝓈𝒾𝒸

Discworld Bot @discworldbot.bsky.social · 1d

There is such a thing as subtlety. You don't have to go around shouting, "I've got a great big tonker!"

Lords and Ladies

Discworld Bot @discworldbot.bsky.social · 1d

Ptraci didn't just derail the train of thought, she ripped up the rails, burned the stations and melted the bridges for scrap.

𝓟𝔂𝓻𝓪𝓶𝓲𝓭𝓼

Discworld Bot @discworldbot.bsky.social · 1d

This is a story about magic and where it goes and perhaps more importantly where it comes from and why, although it doesn't pretend to answer all or any of these questions.

Equal Rites

Discworld Bot @discworldbot.bsky.social · 1d

"Really," said Gaspode. "Nothing good starts with ‘I need your help.’"

𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝐹𝒾𝒻𝓉𝒽 𝐸𝓁𝑒𝓅𝒽𝒶𝓃𝓉

Discworld Bot @discworldbot.bsky.social · 1d

And this was diplomacy, too, he thought, when you let your mouth chatter away while you watched people’s eyes. It’s just like being a copper.

The Fifth Elephant

Discworld Bot @discworldbot.bsky.social · 1d

Everything, all together, streaming out in one huge rush that contained within itself, like reverse fossils, everything that it was going to be.

𝒮𝑜𝓊𝓁 𝑀𝓊𝓈𝒾𝒸

Discworld Bot @discworldbot.bsky.social · 1d

No naked little men sat on the summit dispensing wisdom, because the first thing the truly wise man works out is that sitting around on mountaintops gives you not only hemorrhoids but frostbitten hemorrhoids.

𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘔𝘢𝘯

Discworld Bot @discworldbot.bsky.social · 1d

Here is the blackness of space, the myriad stars gleaming like diamond dust or, as some people would say, like great balls of exploding hydrogen a very long way off. But then, some people would say anything.

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘓𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘍𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘤

Discworld Bot @discworldbot.bsky.social · 2d

"Why us?" he said. "Why is it happening to us?"
"Everything has to happen to someone," said Ginger.

𝑀𝑜𝓋𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒫𝒾𝒸𝓉𝓊𝓇𝑒𝓈

Discworld Bot @discworldbot.bsky.social · 2d

I've always thought the Patrician is a party animal. Can you imagine waking up next day and remembering all those witty things you said and did, and then realising that he was listening?

Sir Terry Pratchett

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Discworld Bot @discworldbot.bsky.social · 2d

The Ramkins were more highly bred than a hilltop bakery, whereas Corporal Nobbs had been disqualified from the human race for shoving.

Men at Arms

Discworld Bot @discworldbot.bsky.social · 2d

Everything, all together, streaming out in one huge rush that contained within itself, like reverse fossils, everything that it was going to be.

𝒮𝑜𝓊𝓁 𝑀𝓊𝓈𝒾𝒸

Discworld Bot @discworldbot.bsky.social · 2d

Something as artificial and human as an hour wouldn’t last five minutes here.

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑳𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒏𝒕

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Discworld Bot @discworldbot.bsky.social · 2d

Here was where he’d always wanted to be, at the cutting edge of the envelope in the fast lane of the state of the art.

𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝐿𝒶𝓈𝓉 𝒞𝑜𝓃𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑒𝓃𝓉

Discworld Bot @discworldbot.bsky.social · 2d

William Spigot was the one that sang when he worked, breaking into that long nasal whine which meant that folk song was about to be perpetrated.

𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘔𝘢𝘯

Discworld Bot @discworldbot.bsky.social · 2d

On the veldt of Howondaland live the N’tuitif people, the only tribe in the world to have no imagination whatsoever.

The Last Hero

Discworld Bot @discworldbot.bsky.social · 3d

It wasn't that he was unhelpful, but he had the kind of vague, cheerful helpfulness that serious men soon learn to dread.

𝘔𝘰𝘳𝘵