Why are we talking about this good and evil? They're just names for sides. We know that.
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Who knew what evil lurked in the hearts of men? A copper, that's who. (...)You saw how close men lived to the beast. You realized that people like Carcer were not mad. They were incredibily sane. They were simply men without a shield. They'd looked at the world and realized that all the rules didn't have to apply to them, not if they didn't want them to. They weren't fooled by all the little stories. They shook hands with the beast.
These were dangerous thoughts, he knew. They were the kind that crept up on a Watchman when the chase was over and it was just you and him, facing one another in that breathless little pinch between the crime and the punishment.And maybe a Watchman had seen civilization with the skin ripped off one time too many and stopped acting like a Watchman and started acting like a normal human being and realized that the click of the crossbow or the sweep of the sword would make all the world so clean.And you couldn__ think like that, even about vampires. Even though they__ take the lives of other people because little lives don__ matter and what the hell can we take away from them?And, too, you couldn__ think like that because they gave you a sword and a badge and that turned you into something else and that had to mean there were some thoughts you couldn__ think.Only crimes could take place in darkness. Punishment had to be done in the light. That was the job of a good Watchman, Carrot always said. To light a candle in the dark.
Gods didn__ mind atheists, if they were deep, hot, fiery, atheists like Simony, who spend their whole life hating gods for not existing. That sort of atheism was a rock. It was nearly belief _
At such times the universe gets a little closer to us. They are strange times, times of beginnings and endings. Dangerous and powerful. And we feel it even if we don't know what it is. These times are not necessarily good, and not necessarily bad. In fact, what they are depends on what *we* are.
I should have learned this, she thought. I wanted to learn fire, and pain, but I should have learned people.
It's rude to stare," said the troll. Its mouth opened with a little crest of foam, and shut again in exactly the same way that water closes over a stone. "Is it? Why?" asked Rincewind. How does he hold himself together, his mind screamed at him. Why doesn't he spill?
The key to having good scales is a healthy diet of venison when you__e just a wee dragon lad.
When Geoffrey was away, the goat often took himself off. He had soon got the goats at Granny__ cottage doing his bidding, and Nanny Ogg said once that she had seen what she called __hat devil goat_ sitting in the middle of a circle of feral goats up in the hills. She named him __he Mince of Darkness_ because of his small and twinkling hooves, and added, __ot that I don__ like him, stinky as he is. I__e always been one for the horns, as you might say. Goats is clever. Sheep ain__. No offence, my dear.
NEITHER RAIN NOR SNOW NOR GLOM OF NIT CAN STAY THESE MESENGERS ABOT THEIR DUTY
I've stolen books. They're the only thing worth taking that don't belong to you.
One cannot help feeling that some alternative occupation__ettuce farming, say__ould offer somewhat less of a risk of being put to death by installments. Why do you persist in it?__oldeneyes Dactylos shrugged.____ good at it,_ he said.
The trouble is you can shut your eyes but you can__ shut your mind.
Mind you,_ said Ponder, __he universe does have a rhythm. Day and night, light and dark, life and death__ __hicken soup and croutons,_ said Ridcully. "Well, not evert metaphor bears close examination".
That's the fashion. Fast as the speed of light, they say. Ha! It's got no soul, sir, no heart.
Wizards don__ believe in gods. They didn__ deny their existence, of course. They just didn__ believe. It was nothing personal; they weren__ actually rude about it. Gods were a visible part of narrativium that made things work, that gave the world its purpose. It was just that they were best avoided close up.
Cats do not hunt seals. They would hunt them if they knew what seals and where to find them. But they do not know, so it's okay.
It's supposed to be jolly, with mistletoe and holly... and other things ending in olly.