‘Everything happens because things have happened before. Stupid.’ (SG)
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There’s a streak of madness in everyone who spends quality time with gods … (SG)
Killing the creator was a traditional method of patent-protection. (SG)
There was a chorus of nervous laughs, such as there always is from people who owe their jobs and possibly their lives to the whim of the person who has just cracked the not very amusing line. (SG)
… on the whole, there are worse places to be buried than inside a lion. (SG)
… he was talking in philosophy, but they were listening in gibberish. (SG)
And they were engaged in religion. You could tell by the knives (it’s not murder if you do it for a god). (SG)
Gods never need to be very bright when there are humans around to be it for them. (SG)
‘When you’ve got ‘em by the curiosity, their hearts and minds will follow.’ (SG)
Didactylos’s thoughts chased after one another with a whooshing noise. No wonder he was bald. Hair would have burned off from the inside. (SG)
They were sheep, possibly the most stupid animal in the universe with the possible exception of the duck. (SG)
If people don’t respect then they won’t fear; and if they don’t fear, how can you get them to believe? (SG)
You couldn’t put off the inevitable. Because sooner or later, you reached the place where the inevitable just went and waited. (SG)
Hanging around is another thing tortoises are very good at. They’re practically world champions. (SG)
This was the definition of eternity; it was the space of time devised by the Great God Om to ensure that everyone got the punishment that was due to them. (SG)
Vorbis liked to see properly guilty consciences. That was what consciences were for. Guilt was the grease in which the wheels of the authority turned. (SG)
Fear is a strange soil. Mainly it grows obedience like corn, which grows in rows and makes weeding easy. But sometimes it grows the potatoes of defiance, which flourishes underground. (SG)
It was very hard to tell what Vorbis was thinking, often even after he had told you. (SG)
Many feel they are called to the priesthood, but what they really hear is an inner voice saying, ‘It’s indoor work with no heavy lifting …’ (SG)
… when it came to rampant eroticism, you could do a lot better than a one-eyed tortoise. (SG)
Brother Preptil, the master of music, had described Brutha’s voice as putting him in mind of a disappointed vulture arriving too late at the dead donkey. (SG)
Many stories start long before they begin … (SG)
There are fewer metaphors around than people think. (SG)
Things just happen, one after another. They don’t care who knows. But history … ah, history is different. History has to be observed. Otherwise it’s not history. It’s just … well, things happening one after another. (SG)
A good cook is always the first one into the kitchen every morning and the last one to go home at night. (WA)
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