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University

Soul Music, Terry Pratchett

Ridcully blinked.
'What are they?' he said. And then, form the depths of memory, a horrible answer suggested itself. Only a very specific species had names like that.
'Students?'
'Er. Yes?' said Ponder, backing away. 'That's all right, isn't it? I mean, this is a university ...'
Ridcully scratched his ear. The man was right, of course. You had to have some of the buggers around, there was no getting away from it.

The greatest tragedy

Moving Pictures, Terry Pratchett

'You know what the greatest tragedy is in the whole world?' said Ginger, not paying him the least attention. 'It's all the people who never find out what it is they really want to do or what it is they're really good at. It's all the sons who become blacksmiths because their fathers were blacksmiths. It's all the people who could be really fantastic flute players who grow old and die without even seeing a musical instrument, so they become bad plougtmen instead. It's all the people with talents who never even find out. Maybe they are never ever born in a time when it's even possible to find out.'
She took a deep breath. 'It's all the people who never get to know what it is they can really be. It's all the wasted chances.'

Talent

Sourcery, Terry Pratchett

'Talent just defines what you do,' he said. 'It doesn't define what you are. Deep down, I mean. When you know what you are, you can do anything.'
He thought a bit more and added, 'That's what makes sourcerers so powerful. The important thing is to know what you really are.'

Cynicism

Guards! Guards!, Terry Pratchett

If there was anything that depressed him more than his own cynicism, it was that quite often it still wasn't as cynical as real life.

Virgins and Unicorns

Guards! Guards!, Terry Pratchett

'S'right,' - said another. - 'People think it's a fortune, but they don't reckon on, well, it's not pensionable, there's all the medical expenses, you've got to buy and maintain your own gear -'
'- wear and tear on virgins -' nodded a small fat hunter.
'Yeah, and then there's... what?'
'My speciality is unicorns,' the hunter explained, with embarrassed smile.
'Oh, right.' The first speaker looked like someone who'd always been dying to ask the question. 'I thought they were very rare these days.'
'You're right there. You don't see many unicorns, either.'