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HUMANS CLOUDS THE THINKING. TAKE IT FROM ME. DON'T GET INVOLVED.
'But I am a human.'
I DIDN'T SAY MYSELF SOME FLICKER OF EMOTION IN THE RECENT PAST, said Death, BUT I CAN GIVE IT UP ANY TIME I LIKE.
He held up the hourglass again.
IT'S AN INTERESTING FACT THAT MUSIC, BEING OF ITS NATURE IMMORTAL, CAN SOMETIMES PROLONG THE LIFE OF THOSE INTIMATELY ASSOCIATED WITH IT, he said. I'VE NOTICED THAT FAMOUS COMPOSERS IN PARTICULAR HANG ON FOR A LONG TIME. DEAF AS POSTS, MOST OF THEM, WHEN I COME CALLING. I EXPECT SOME GOD SOMEWHERE FINDS THAT VERY AMUSING. Death contrived to look disdainful.
IT'S THEIR KIND OF JOKE.IT WAS GOING TO BE EASY, DID I? DON'T THINK ABOUT IT. DON'T FEEL.'You're an expert, are you?' said Susan hotly.I MAY HAVE ALLOWED
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Monday, May 11, 2009
Salvador Dali Dream Caused by the Flight of a Bee around a Pomegranate
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no skin off my nose what you believe, madam,' he said.
'You really mean the tall figure with the scythe and everything?'
'Yes.''I remember when you got brought here,' he said. 'He'd kept on asking, you see. He was curious. He likes kids. Sees a lot of them really, but . . . not to get to know, if you see what I mean. Your mum and dad didn't want to, but they gave in and brought you all here for tea one day just to keep him quiet. They didn't like to do it because they thought you'd be scared and scream the place down. But you . . . you didn't scream. You laughed. Frightened the life out of your dad, that did. They brought you a couple more times when he asked, but then they got scared about what might happen and 'Look, Albert,' said Susan, in the voice one uses to the simpleminded, 'even if there was a "Death" like that, and frankly it's quite ridiculous to go anthropomorphizing a simple natural function, no‑one can inherit anything from it. I know about heredity. It's all about having red hair and things. You get it from other people. You don't get it from . . . myths and legends. Um.'The Death of Rats had gravitated to the cheeseboard, where he was using his scythe to hack off a lump. Albert sat back.
no skin off my nose what you believe, madam,' he said.
'You really mean the tall figure with the scythe and everything?'
'Yes.''I remember when you got brought here,' he said. 'He'd kept on asking, you see. He was curious. He likes kids. Sees a lot of them really, but . . . not to get to know, if you see what I mean. Your mum and dad didn't want to, but they gave in and brought you all here for tea one day just to keep him quiet. They didn't like to do it because they thought you'd be scared and scream the place down. But you . . . you didn't scream. You laughed. Frightened the life out of your dad, that did. They brought you a couple more times when he asked, but then they got scared about what might happen and 'Look, Albert,' said Susan, in the voice one uses to the simpleminded, 'even if there was a "Death" like that, and frankly it's quite ridiculous to go anthropomorphizing a simple natural function, no‑one can inherit anything from it. I know about heredity. It's all about having red hair and things. You get it from other people. You don't get it from . . . myths and legends. Um.'The Death of Rats had gravitated to the cheeseboard, where he was using his scythe to hack off a lump. Albert sat back.
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Henri Matisse Decorative Figure on an Ornamental Background
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anything I tell 'em.'
'I want all the men we can spare up on the rooftops between the Palace and the University,' said Carrot.
'There's Assassins up there already,' said Colon. 'And the Thieves' Guild have got men up there, too.'
'They're Thieves and Assassins. We're not. Make sure someone's up on the Tower of Art as well—'
'Sir?'
'Yes, sergeant?'Very important, sir, good clean cohorts. Frighten the life out the enemy.'
'Good.'
'But I can't find Corporal Nobbs, sir.'
'Is that a problem?'
'Well, it means the honour guard'll be a bit smarter, si''We've been talking . . . me and the lads . . . and, well . . .''Yes?''It'd save a lot of trouble if we went to the wizards and asked them—''Captain Vimes never had any truck with magic.''No, but. . .''No magic, sergeant.''Yes, sir.''Guard of honour all sorted out?''Yes, sir. Their cohorts all gleaming in purple and gold, sir.''Really?'
anything I tell 'em.'
'I want all the men we can spare up on the rooftops between the Palace and the University,' said Carrot.
'There's Assassins up there already,' said Colon. 'And the Thieves' Guild have got men up there, too.'
'They're Thieves and Assassins. We're not. Make sure someone's up on the Tower of Art as well—'
'Sir?'
'Yes, sergeant?'Very important, sir, good clean cohorts. Frighten the life out the enemy.'
'Good.'
'But I can't find Corporal Nobbs, sir.'
'Is that a problem?'
'Well, it means the honour guard'll be a bit smarter, si''We've been talking . . . me and the lads . . . and, well . . .''Yes?''It'd save a lot of trouble if we went to the wizards and asked them—''Captain Vimes never had any truck with magic.''No, but. . .''No magic, sergeant.''Yes, sir.''Guard of honour all sorted out?''Yes, sir. Their cohorts all gleaming in purple and gold, sir.''Really?'
Sunday, May 3, 2009
Leroy Neiman Lady Liberty
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seen big dwarf halls in the mountains,' said Cuddy, 'but I've got to admit this is something else.' His voice echoed back and forth in the chamber.
'Oh, yes,' said Detritus, 'it's got to be something else, because it's not a dwarf hall in the mountains.'
'Can you see any way up?'
'No.'
'We could have He leaned it up against the wall. His fist pounded into it a few times. He handed it back. It was, more or less, shovel shaped.
'It's a long way up,' Cuddy said doubtfully.
'But we know the way,' said Detritus. 'It's either that, passed a dozen ways to the surface and not known it.''Yes,' said the troll. 'It's a knotty problem.''Detritus?''Yes?''Did you know you're getting smarter again, down here in the cool?''Really?''Can you use it to think of a way out?''Digging?' the troll suggested.There were fallen blocks here and there in the tunnels. Not many; the place had been well built . . .'Nah. Haven't got a shovel,' said Cuddy.Detritus nodded.'Give me your breastplate,' he said.
seen big dwarf halls in the mountains,' said Cuddy, 'but I've got to admit this is something else.' His voice echoed back and forth in the chamber.
'Oh, yes,' said Detritus, 'it's got to be something else, because it's not a dwarf hall in the mountains.'
'Can you see any way up?'
'No.'
'We could have He leaned it up against the wall. His fist pounded into it a few times. He handed it back. It was, more or less, shovel shaped.
'It's a long way up,' Cuddy said doubtfully.
'But we know the way,' said Detritus. 'It's either that, passed a dozen ways to the surface and not known it.''Yes,' said the troll. 'It's a knotty problem.''Detritus?''Yes?''Did you know you're getting smarter again, down here in the cool?''Really?''Can you use it to think of a way out?''Digging?' the troll suggested.There were fallen blocks here and there in the tunnels. Not many; the place had been well built . . .'Nah. Haven't got a shovel,' said Cuddy.Detritus nodded.'Give me your breastplate,' he said.
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