Iris

“Grinning like a necrophiliac in a morgue.”
― Terry Pratchett, The Light Fantastic

“They may have been ugly. They may have been evil. But when it came to poetry in motion, the Things had all the grace and coordination of a deck-chair.”
― Terry Pratchett, Equal Rites

“Sarah took a deep breath and set off along the passageway again.
A clump of lichen on the gatepost opened its eyes and watched her go.
The eyes, on tendrils, had an anxious look, and when she had gone some
distance away the clump, swiveling its eyes toward each other,
commenced to gossip among itself. Most of it disapproved of the
direction she had taken. You could tell that from the way the eyes
looked meaningfully into each other. Lichen knows about directions. ”
― A.C.H. Smith, Labyrinth: A Novel Based on the Jim Henson Film

“She was already learning that if you ignore the rules people will, half the time, quietly rewrite them so that they don't apply to you.”
― Terry Pratchett, Equal Rites