Firnagzen wrote:Terry Pratchett, like Douglas Adams, is infinitely quotable. They're fairly comparable, really, except that Terry Pratchett pokes fun at our world while Douglas Adams headed off at a tangent to reality. He got sucked down a black hole somewhere, probably.
Let's see.And Detritus carried a siege crossbow that three men couldn't lift, and had converted it to fire a thick sheaf of arrows all at once. Mostly they shattered in the air because of the forces involved and the target was hit by an expanding cloud of burning splinters. Vimes had banned him from using it on people, but it was a damn good way of getting into buildings. It could open the front door and the back foor at the same time.There were a few seconds for the troll (Detritus) to work out the spelling, a distant heavy thud, a sound like a swarm of hellish bees, and then a crash of tiles and masonry. Pieces of tile rained down on the square. An entire chimney, still with a wisp of smoke coming from it, smashed down a few yards from where Vimes was standing.My god, Detritus, that's not a bow. That's a national emergency.
... and a few birds who had been in the wrong place at the wrong time, the wrong place in this case being directly above Detritus.
He called it the Piecemaker, I believe.
Edit: That was part of my post, not the quote.