GNU Pterry. Wearing the lilac and deeply appreciative of the richness, wisdom and humour, brought into life. An often education, beautifully wrapped up in fun.
"The reason that the rich were so rich, Vimes reasoned, was because they managed to spend less money. Take boots, for example. ... A really good pair of leather boots cost fifty dollars. But an affordable pair of boots, which were sort of OK for a season or two and then leaked like hell when the cardboard gave out, cost about ten dollars. ... But the thing was that good boots lasted for years and years. A man who could afford fifty dollars had a pair of boots that'd still be keeping his feet dry in ten years' time, while a poor man who could only afford cheap boots would have spent a hundred dollars on boots in the same time and would still have wet feet."
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History finds a way. The nature of events changed, but the nature of the dead had not. It has been a mean, shameful little fight that ended them, a flyspecked footnote of history, but they hadn’t been mean or shameful men.
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No one is finally dead until the ripples they cause in the world die away, until the clock wound up winds down, until the wine she made has finished its ferment, until the crop they planted is harvested. The span of someone’s life is only the core of their actual existence.
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All the little angels rise up, rise up...