Going Postal Quotes

“There was no safety. There was no pride. All there was, was money. Everything became money, and money became everything. Money treated us as if we were things, and we died.”
― Terry Pratchett, Going Postal

“Never promise to do the possible. Anyone could do the possible. You should promise to do the impossible, because sometimes the impossible was possible, if you could find the right way, and at least you could often extend the limits of the possible. And if you failed, well, it had been impossible.”
― Terry Pratchett, Going Postal

“Oh, that's just Thud! That's easy!" yapped a voice.

Both men turned to look at Horsefry, who had been made perky by sheer relief.

"I used to play it when I was a kid," he burbled. It's boring. The dwarfs always win!"

Gilt and Vetinari shared a look. It said: While I loathe you and every aspect of your personal philosophy to a depth unplummable by any line, I'll credit you at least with not being Crispin Horsefry.”
― Terry Pratchett, Going Postal

“I curse when I get really upset. Letting off steam that way makes me feel a little bit better. I've been through a lot, but I have never had the urge to go postal. I thank fuck for that.”
― Oliver Markus, Sex and Crime: Oliver's Strange Journey

“That's the fashion. Fast as the speed of light, they say. Ha! It's got no soul, sir, no heart.”
― Terry Pratchett, Going Postal

“Ecoute, dit-il à son imagination, si tu continues dans cette voie, je ne t'emmène plus avec moi.”
― Terry Pratchett

“— Affaire d'État, annonça-t-il d'un ton plein de sous-entendus tandis qu'il le tendait.
— Vous voulez acheter des timbres pour l'envoyer ? demanda Moite en prenant le paquet.
— Qu'est-ce que vous en pensez, vous, monsieur le receveur ? répliqua le secrétaire.
- Moi, je pense que les affaires de l'État voyagent gratis, c'est clair.
- Merci, monsieur Lipwig. Sa Seigneurie apprécie ceux qui apprennent vite.”
― Terry Pratchett

“Moite revint dans le bâtiment, gravit quatre à quatre l'escalier vers son bureau, ferma la porte, se fourra son mouchoir dans la bouche et pleurnicha doucement quelques secondes jusqu'à ce qu'il se sente mieux.”
― Terry Pratchett