Wednesday June 25, 2008 at 0:49
“In the beginning there was nothing, which exploded.
Build a man a fire, and he’ll be warm for a day.
Set a man on fire, and he’ll be warm for the rest of his life.
He was the sort of person who stood on mountaintops during thunderstorms in wet copper armour shouting “All the Gods are bastards.”The intelligence of the creature known as a crowd, is the square root of the number of people in it.
The trouble with having an open mind, of course, is that people will insist on coming along and trying to put things in it.
Writing is the most fun you can have by yourself.
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— Terry Pratchett (the best of)
