The world has lost one of its brightest stars.
This man, although I did not have the pleasure of knowing him personally, has influenced my life more times than I can count.
I grew up with the stories of Granny Weatherwax, Nanny Ogg and Magrat, it was Sam Vimes and Carrot that pulled me through college and university, and it was Moist Von Lipwig who shoved me head first through those first few months of working in the real world.
But more than that, it was while reading the Fifth Elephant that I said to myself “I wish I could do something like this.” And so I did.
His influence on me was great, and I will miss him.
His influence on the world was greater.
“You are only in first class because you put letters in an amusing order. You don’t deserve it.”
“If you are going to write, say, fantasy – stop reading fantasy. You’ve already read too much. Read other things; read westerns, read history, read anything that seems interesting, because if you only read fantasy and then you start to write fantasy, all you’re going to do is recycle the same old stuff and move it around a bit.”
“The trouble with having an open mind, of course, is that people will insist on coming along and trying to put things in it.”
“They say a little knowledge is a dangerous thing, but it’s not one-half so bad as a lot of ignorances.”
“Sometimes it is better to light a flamethrower than curse the darkness.”
In ancient times cats were worshipped as gods; they have not forgotten this.
On the embuggerance
“If I had been Terry Pratchett the farmer, or Terry Pratchett, the dentist, nobody would have paid any attention if I had announced I had Alzheimer’s. But there is something fascinating about an author losing the power over words.”
“It is possible to live well with dementia and write best-sellers ‘like wot I do’.”
And lastly, his goodbye.
“AT LAST, SIR TERRY, WE MUST WALK TOGETHER.”
“Terry took Death’s arm and followed him through the doors and into the black desert under the endless night.”