"I suppose you wouldn't happen to know the way out of the forest, possibly, by any chance?" — Terry Pratchett

Weems might have had a room-temperature IQ, but he knew idiocy when he saw it.

He wanted to say all this, and couldn't. For a man with an itch to see the whole of infinity, Twoflower never actually moved outside his own head. Telling him the truth would be like kicking a spaniel.

"If you're going to suggest I try dropping twenty feet down a pitch dark tower in the hope of hitting a couple of greasy little steps which might not even still be there, you can forget it," said Rincewind sharply.