Time is a drug. Too much of it kills you. - Terry Pratchett, Small Gods
"Time is a drug. Too much of it kills you."
"Time is a drug. Too much of it kills you."
"But is all this true?"said Brutha.Didactylos shrugged. "Could be. Could be. We are here and it is now. The way I see it is, after that, everything tends towards guesswork.""You mean you don't KNOW it's true?"said Brutha."I THINK it might be,"said Didactylos. "I could be wrong. Not being certain is what being a philosopher is all about."
"What's a philosopher?' said Brutha.Someone who's bright enough to find a job with no heavy lifting,' said a voice in his head."
"The trouble with being a god is that you've got no one to pray to."
"Just because you can explain it doesn't mean it's not still a miracle."
"The trouble was that he was talking in philosophy but they were listening in gibberish."