Fatale Abstraction

NOTE TO SELF:

Dear Self,

Next time you take a day off your reglur job to make beads on the torch all day, do not crack open a new Terry Pratchett Discworld novel on one of your breaks, mkay?

Love,
Me.


Started Men at Arms today. Have only read a couple of the Watch novels so far because I'm addicted to the Witch novels, and frankly, I've been in squander mode of the woefully short quantity of those, so I've been perhaps too singular in my focus. Must winnow this out longer because only one time can you read a Discworld novel for the first time, but I'm in LURVE with P's writing and running for the barn. Anyway, they all abound with gems, and a mere 5 pages in, I already folded a corner over.

quotable quotes thus far include:

It was said later that he came under bad influences at this stage. But the secret of the history of Edward d'Eath was that he came
under no outside influences at all, unless you count all those dead kings. He just came under the influence of himself.

That's where people get it wrong. Individuals aren't naturally paid-up members of the human race, except biologically. They need to be bounced around by the Brownian motion of society,
which is a mechanism by which human beings constantly remind one another they are...well...human beings.

and

He could think in italics. Such people need watching.
Preferably from a safe distance.

and

If traitors and dishonorable men would not see the truth
then he, Edward d'Eath, was the finger of Destiny.

The problem with Destiny, of course, is that she is often not careful where she puts her finger.

and--
and--
and--

GO MAKE BEADS, PHLEGMMY!