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Beautiful words from English novelist, Terry Pratchett:
It’s hard to find something that was never lost.
Nice, but did they really have to use Papyrus font? Sheesh.
Unfortunately he’ll soon not remember not finding god. Alzheimer’s is such a suck ass disease.
I bet he hasn’t looked behind the couch. It’s always either behind the couch, in the freezer, or fallen into the laundry hamper.
Love it. And cris, at least It’s not comic sans 😉
At least it’s not kinetic typography.
I found god under the ‘fridge. He was covered in greasy lint. I rinsed him of and let him go, who knows where he’s gotten himself now…
Oh, Terry Pratchett . . . is there a single way in which you are not awesome?
Incidentally, his Discworld novel Small Gods is one of my favorite books ever. If you’re looking for something both hilarious and thought-provoking, I recommend it.
Source of the quote, for anyone who is interested in that sort of thing.
As someone already said, Small Gods kick ass. That was the first book I bought on Amazon and the first book I read in English.
Another gem comes from Hogfather:
‘ The previous governess had taught them a prayer which included the hope that some god or other would take their soul if they died while they were asleep and, if Susan was any judge, had the underlying message that this would be a good thing.
One day, Susan averred, she’d hunt that woman down.’
I’m currently reading Good Omens… you can’t never go wrong with Terry Pratchett :3
Tell me about it. Watched it rob my mother of herself for the last two years she was alive. As much as I hated to see her die, at least she still had the power to remember who was who for the most part, although she couldn’t remember my father had died nearly 30 years ago.
That disease was the last nail in the coffin of “god” for me. The pneumonia that finally took her life put her through hell, but nowhere near the hell she would have had to keep going deeper into if she has lived.
Yep, especially for someone who makes his living with his imagination. I watched a documentary with Terry Pratchett “Choosing to Die” about physician assisted suicide, or assisted death, that was very moving and fascinating. I found it on YouTube. Terry’s Alzheimer diagnosis was what moved him to learn about assisted death, and it thoroughly convinced me that I support a person’s right to choose their own death.
“By the time I was 14 I was too smart for my own God.”
What a brilliant man.
My sister worked in a nursing home on a floor that was nothing but Alzheimer’s patients. I don’t know how she lasted as long as she did. Just listening to her talk about it and using my imagination was horrifying.