disasterscenario:

Doodles from yesterday.
I really need to start figure drawing again these are rough

disasterscenario:

Doodles from yesterday.

I really need to start figure drawing again these are rough

grimfairytales:

‘You are right, of course. But in my dotage, may I travel another path, of wisdom rather than violence? I wish to show this young man … the Way.’

There was laughter from the other monks.

‘The Way of the Washerwoman?’ said Rinpo.

‘Mrs Cosmopilite is a dressmaker,’ said Lu-Tze calmly.

‘Whose wisdom is in sayings like “It won’t get better if you pick at it”?’ said Rinpo, winking at the rest of the monks.

‘Few things get better if you pick at them,’ said Lu-Tze, and now his calmness was a lake of tranquillity. ‘It may be a mean little Way but, small and unworthy though it is, it is my Way.’ He turned to the abbot. ‘That was how it used to be, your reverence. You recall? Master and pupil go out into the world, where the pupil may pick up practical instruction by precept and example, and then the pupil finds his own Way and at the end of his Way –‘

‘- he finds himself.’ said the abbot.

‘First he finds a teacher,’ said Lu-Tze.

‘He is lucky that you will be that teacher.’

‘Reverend sir,’ said Lu-Tze. ‘It is in the nature of Ways that none can be sure who the teacher may be. All I can do is show him a path.’

Terry Pratchett  -  ”Thief of Time”

"

Picture a tall, dark figure, surrounded by cornfields…

NO YOU CAN’T RIDE A CAT. WHO EVER HEARD OF THE DEATH OF RATS RIDING A CAT? THE DEATH OF RATS WOULD RIDE SOME KIND OF DOG.

Picture more fields, a great horizon-spanning network of fields, rolling in gentle waves…

DON’T ASK ME, I DON’T KNOW. SOME KIND OF TERRIER, MAYBE.

…fields of corn, alive whispering in the breeze…

RIGHT, AND THE DEATH OF FLEAS CAN RIDE IT TOO. THAT WAY YOU KILL TWO BIRDS WITH ONE STONE.

…awaiting the clockwork of the seasons.

METAPHORICALLY.

"

— Terry Pratchett, Reaper Man (via cellularpeptide)

"It was all very well going on about pure logic and how the universe was ruled by logic and the harmony of numbers, but the plain fat of the matter was that the disc was manifestly transversing space on the back of a giant turtle and the gods had a habit of going round to atheists’ houses and smashing their windows."

— Terry Pratchett, The Colour of Magic (via discworldquotes)

"Rats had featured largely in the history of Ankh-Morpork. Shortly before the patrician came to power there was a terrible plague of rats. The city council countered it by offering twenty pence for every rat tail. This did, for a week or two, reduce the number of rats- and then people were suddenly queing up with rat tails, the city treasury was being drained, and no one seemed to be doing much work. And there still seemed to be a lot of rats around. Lord Vetinari had listened carefully while the problem was explained, and had solved the problem with one memorable phrase which said a lot about him, about the folly of bounty offers, and about the natural instinct of Ankh-Morporkians in any situation involving money: “Tax the rat farms”"

— Terry Pratchett, Soul Music (via chelonaut)

"The gods knew the man deserved it… but young Sam was watching him, across thirty years. When we break down, it all breaks down. That’s just how it works. You can bend it, and if you make it hot enough you can bend it in a circle, but you can’t break it. When you break it, it all breaks down until there’s nothing unbroken. It starts here and now. He lowered the sword."

Night Watch - Terry Pratchett (via nightbringer24)

"Henry lived his life in permanent dread of Being Asked Questions Later."

— Maskerade, Terry Pratchett (via curlicuecal)

"Hrun was one of the Circle Sea’s more durable heroes: a fight of dragons, a despoiler of temples, a hired sword, the kingpost of every street brawl. He could even—and unlike many heroes of Rincewind’s acquaintance—speak words of more than two syllables, if given time and maybe a hint or two."

— Terry Pratchett, The Colour of Magic (via discworldquotes)

"No! Please! I’ll tell you whatever you want to know!” the man yelled.
“Really?” said Vimes “What’s the orbital velocity of the moon?”
“What?”
“Oh, you’d like something simpler?"

Terry Pratchett, Night Watch (via dionisea)

(via twin-city-ankh-and-morpork)

"…No sensible person would try to fit four elephants on top of a fish. Which leaves turtles. Small turtles spend a lot of time on rocks, but no one in their right mind would expect a small turtle to hold up four giant world-bearing elephants. Big turtles come out onto land to lay their eggs, but that’s a mystical event and it doesn’t cast serious doubt on the theory that a turtle’s natural place is water. Where, please notice, it does not require support. It can swim. So it stands to reason that any self-respecting giant space-faring turtle will swim through space, which implies that it needs no artificial support to avoid falling."

— Why world turtles make the most sense for planets to rest on, The Science of Discworld, Book IV: Judgment Day. (via sobrighteverywhere)

(Source: gunslinger-of-roundworld)