You can lead a horticulture, but you can't make her think.

You can drag a horticulture, but you can't make her think.

We never look at the grass, though it is ubiquitous. If it's left alone to shake its hair loose it will produce tiny tassels and flowers, miniature and beautiful, that I'd never noticed before. Beauty is so often size and commotion for us, and fancy labels, that the subterfuge of loveliness all around us goes unseen.

...All the shops have been smashed open. There was a whole bunch of people across the street helping themselves to musical instruments, can you believe that?"

"Yeah," said Rincewind. "...Luters, I expect.

He hated being thought of as one of those people that wore stupid ornamental armor. It was gilt by association.

I don't mind if smiles come at my expense, I'm a small price to pay.