"I feel," said Blind Io, "that if we wanted people to fly, we would have given them wings."
“We allow broomthtickth and magic carpeth,” said Offler.
“Ah, but they’re magical. Magic… religion… there is a certain association. This is an attempt to subvert the natural order. Just anyone could float around the place in one of these things.” He shuddered. “Men could look down upon the gods!”
He looked down upon Leonard of Quirm.
“Why did you do it?” he said.
“You gave me wings when you showed me birds,” said Leonard of Quirm.
That last line is so powerful.
Terry Pratchett, The Last Hero
And yet there was cement in her soul. It had been there for a while, an early morning disease of fatigue, a bleakness and borderlessness. It brought with it amorphous longings, shapeless desires, brief imaginary glints of other lives she could be living, that over the months melded into a piercing homesickness
I’d like moderator-level access to my brain, thank you very much.
sudo apt-get install feel-better-do-more-things
When you hear this joke about Russell’s paradox, you won’t be able to contain yourself.
don’t dress for the cyberpunk dystopia that you have, dress for the cyberpunk dystopia that you want
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