Terry Pratchett Quotes About Feelings

Quotes about: Feelings

• Joy is to fun what the deep sea is to a puddle. It’s a feeling inside that can hardly be contained.

  Terry Pratchett

  Fun, Sea, Joy

• We've strayed into a zone with a high magical index,' he said. 'Don't ask me how. Once upon a time a really powerful magic field must have been generated here, and we're feeling the after-effects.' Precisely,' said a passing bush.

  Terry Pratchett

  Powerful, Feelings, Once Upon A Time

  Terry Pratchett (2012). “The Wit and Wisdom of Discworld”, p.5, Harper Collins

• Vimes stalked gloomily through the crowded streets, feeling like the only pickled onion in a fruit salad.

  Terry Pratchett

  Fruit Salad, Feelings, Onions

  Terry Pratchett (2008). “Guards! Guards!: (Discworld Novel 8)”, p.92, Random House

• Some of my best sources are ex-policemen, just to get a feeling of what it's like to be one. And it's quite different from being a civilian - except, of course, that I believe that policemen are just special sorts of civilians. Things like how hard it is to hold someone that doesn't want to be held. This is the kind of thing that is worth knowing.

  Terry Pratchett

  Believe, Knowing, Feelings

  Source: www.theguardian.com

• Making money isn't something to be ashamed of. There's a feeling now that if you have money you must have got it by some kind of shady dealing or being an MP.

  Terry Pratchett

  Mps, Feelings, Kind

• There is a soak-the-rich attitude in the air, a feeling that if you have a lot of money you must have got it by some ghastly means. I can quite happily say there was never any family money. All the money we got was mine, just from writing books.

  Terry Pratchett

  Attitude, Book, Writing

• Another priest said,"Is it true you've said you'll believe in any god whose existence can be proved by logical debate?""Yes."Vimes had a feeling about the immediate future and took a few steps away from Dorfl."But the gods plainly do exist," said a priest."It Is Not Evident."A bolt of lightning lanced down through the clouds and hit Dorfl's helmet. There was a sheet of flame and then a trickling noise. Dorfl's molten armour formed puddles around his white-hot feet."I Don't Call That Much Of An Argument," said Dorfl calmly, from somewhere in the clouds of smoke.

  Terry Pratchett

  Believe, White, Feet

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