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Hogfather
Copyright © 1996 by Terry and Lyn Pratchett | ||
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But it was much earlier even than that when most people forgot that the very oldest stories are, sooner or later, about blood. Later on they took the blood out to make the stories more acceptable to children, or at least to the people who had to read them to children rather than the children themselves (who, on the whole, are quite keen on blood provided its being shed by the deserving*), and then wondered where the stories went. * That is to say, those who deserve to shed blood. Or possibly not. You never quite know with some kids. | Topic: | |
You have read it, I assume. You know? The sign which says, Do not, under any circumstances, open this door? Of course Ive read it, said Ridcully. Why dyer think I want it opened? Er . . . why? said the Lecturer in Recent Runes. To see why they wanted it shut, of course.* * This exchange contains almost all you need to know about human civilization. At least, those bits of it that are now under the sea, fenced off or still smoking. | Topic: | |
The members of the Guild of Assassins considered themselves cultured men who enjoyed good music and food and literature. And they knew the value of human life. To a penny, in many cases. | ||
The previous governess had used various monsters and bogeymen as a form of discipline. There was always something waiting to eat or carry off bad boys and girls for crimes like stuttering or defiantly and aggravatingly persisting in writing with their left hand. There was always a Scissor Man waiting for a little girl who sucked her thumb, always a bogeyman in the cellar. Of such bricks is the innocence of childhood constructed. | ||
There were lessons later on. These were going a lot better now shed got rid of the reading books about bouncy balls and dogs called Spot. Shed got Gawain on to the military campaigns of General Tacticus, which were suitably bloodthirsty but, more importantly, considered too difficult for a child. As a result his vocabulary was doubling every week and he could already use words like disemboweled in everyday conversation. | ||
Getting an education was a bit like a communicable sexual disease. It made you unsuitable for a lot of jobs and then you had the urge to pass it on. | Topic: | |
Wherever people are obtuse and absurd . . . and wherever they have, by even the most generous standards, the attention span of a small chicken in a hurricane and the investigative ability of a one-legged cockroach . . . and wherever people are inanely credulous, pathetically attached to the certainties of the nursery and, in general, have as much grasp of the realities of the physical universe as an oyster has of mountaineering . . . yes, Twyla: there is a Hogfather. | ||
This ones mental. Eccentric. Whats the difference? A bag of cash. | ||
Never take the lot and run. Take a little and walk. Dress neat. Thats my motto. Dress neat and walk away slowly. Never run. Never run. The Watchll always chase a running man. Theyre like terriers for giving chase. No, you walk out slow, you walk round the corner, you wait till theres a lot of excitement, then you turn around and walk back. They cant cope with that, see. Half the time theyll stand aside to let you walk past. Good evening, officers, you say, and then you go home for your tea. Wheee! Gets you out of trouble, I can see that. If youve got the nerve. Oh, no, Mr. Peachy. Doesnt get you out of. Keeps you out of. | ||
[...] Possibly the gods exist, and possibly they do not. So why not believe in them in any case? If its all true youll go to a lovely place when you die, and if it isnt then youve lost nothing, right? When he died he wokd up in a circle of gods holding nasty-looking sticks and one of them said, Were going to show you what we think of Mr. Clever Dick in these parts . . . | ||
There had been people dressed up as pixies, and a picket outside the shop by the Campaign for Equal Heights.*
* The CEH was always ready to fight for the rights of the differently tall, and was not put off by the fact that most pixies and gnomes werent the least interested in dressing up in little pointy hats with bells on when there were other far more interesting things to do. All that tinkly-wee stuff was for the old folks back home in the forestwhen a tiny man hit Ankh-Morpork he preferred to get drunk, kick some serious ankle and search for tiny women. | ||
A man might spend his life peering at the private life of elementary particles and then find he either knew who he was or where he was, but not both. | Topic: | |
Yknow, Ive always felt that Mr. Johnson was a much maligned man, said Ridcully, eventually. Well, yes, of course he was, said the Lecturer in Recent Runes, clearly exasperated. Thats like saying that jam attracts wasps, you see. | Topic: | |
WHAT DO YOU WANT FOR HOGSWATCH? said the Hogfather hurriedly. Mother took her economic cue again, and said briskly: She wants a The Hogfather snapped his fingers impatiently. The mothers mouth slammed shut. The child seemed to sense that here was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and spoke quickly. I wanta narmy. Anna big castle wif pointy bits, said the child. Anna swored. WHAT DO YOU SAY? prompted the Hogfather. A big swored? said the child, after a pause for deep cogitation. THATS RIGHT. [...] You cant give her that! she screamed. Its not safe! ITS A SWORD, said the Hogfather. THEYRE NOT MEANT TO BE SAFE. Shes a child! shouted Crumley. ITS EDUCATIONAL. What if she cuts herself? THAT WILL BE AN IMPORTANT LESSON. | Topic: | |
Many people are aware of the Weak and Strong Anthropic Principles. The Weak One says, basically, that it was jolly amazing of the universe to be constructed in such a way that humans could evolve to a point where they make a living in, for example, universities, while the Strong One says that, on the contrary, the whole point of the universe was that humans should not only work in universities but also write for huge sums books with words like Cosmic and Chaos in the titles.
And they are correct. The universe clearly operates for the benefit of humanity. This can be readily seen from the convenient way the sun comes up in the morning, when people are ready to start the day. | Topics: | |
They always gives me bath salts, complained Nobby. And bath soap and bubble bath and herbal bath lumps and tons of bath stuff and I cant think why, cos its not as if I hardly ever has a bath. Youd think theyd take the hint, wouldnt you? | ||
If you left off traditions because you didnt know why they started youd be no better than a foreigner. | ||
That statement is either so deep it would take a lifetime to fully comprehend every particle of its meaning, or it is a load of absolute tosh. Which is it, I wonder? It could be both, said the Senior Wrangler desperately. And that comment, said Ridcully, is either very perceptive, or very trite. It might be bo Dont push it, Senior Wrangler. | ||
Willow bark, said the Bursar. Thats a good idea, said the Lecturer in Recent Runes. Its an analgesic. Really? Well, possibly, though its probably better to give it to him by mouth, said Ridcully. | Topic: | |
Generally we ask for student volunteers, said the Dean. What happens if we dont get any? We give it to them anyway. Isnt that a bit unethical? Not if we dont tell them, Archchancellor. | Topic: | |
Clever isnt the same as sensible, said Susan, and they do say that if you wish to walk the path to wisdom then for your first step you must become as a small child. Do you think theyve heard about the second step? Susan sighed. Probably not, but sometimes they fall over it while theyre running around shouting. | ||
The path to wisdom does, in fact, begin with a single step. Where people go wrong is in ignoring all the thousands of other steps that come after it. They make the single step of deciding to become one with the universe, and for some reason forget to take the logical next step of living for seventy years on a mountain and a daily bowl of rice and yak-butter tea that would give it any kind of meaning. While evidence says that the road to hell is paved with good intentions, theyre probably all on first steps. | Topic: | |
I gather the Archchancellor wont have milk in the University, said Susan. He says he knows where it comes from and its unhygienic. And thats a man who eats three eggs for breakfast every day, mark you. | ||
Idiocy is not a communicable disease. Ridcully puffed his pipe. I used to think that, too, he said. Now Im not so sure. | ||
WHAT DO YOU CALL THAT WARM FEELING YOU GET INSIDE? Heartburn! Albert snapped. | ||
Its all about the sun, master. White snow and red blood and the sun. Always has been. VERY WELL, THEN. THE HOGFATHER CAN TEACH PEOPLE THE UNREAL MEANING OF HOGSWATCH. Albert spat over the side of the sleigh. Hah! Wouldnt It Be Nice If Everyone Was Nice, eh? THERE ARE WORSE BATTLE CRIES. | ||
Some have been in fact abducted while waiting to carry out an abduction on a couple of other aliens trying to abduct the aliens who were, as a result of misunderstood instructions, trying to form cattle into circles and mutilate crops. The planet Earth is now banned to all alien races until they can compare notes and find out how many, if any, real humans they have actually got. It is gloomily suspected that there is only onewho is big, hairy and has very large feet. The truth may be out there, but lies are inside your head. | ||
Its because their minds are so often involved with deep and problematic matters, he told himself, that their mouths are allowed to wander around making a nuisance of themselves. | ||
Its the hope thats important. Big part of belief, hope. Give people jam today and theyll just sit and eat it. Jam tomorrow, nowthatll keep them going forever. | ||
I remember when I was a nipper, one Hogswatch I had my heart set on this huge model horse they had in the [...] O course, I still hung up my stocking on Hogswatch Eve, and in the morning, you know, you know what? Our dad had put in this little horse hed carved his very own AH, said Death. AND THAT WAS WORTH MORE THAN ALL THE EXPENSIVE TOY HORSES IN THE WORLD, EH? Albert gave him a beady look. No! he said. It werent. All I could think of was it wasnt the big horse in the window. Death looked shocked. BUT HOW MUCH BETTER TO HAVE A TOY CARVED WITH No. Only grown-ups think like that, said Albert. Youre a selfish little bugger when youre seven. | Topic: |
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THIS IS WRONG. Death hesitated. I MEAN . . . ITS RIGHT TO BE HAPPY WITH WHAT YOUVE GOT. BUT YOUVE GOT TO HAVE SOMETHING TO BE HAPPY ABOUT HAVING. THERES NO POINT IN BEING HAPPY ABOUT HAVING NOTHING. Albert felt a bit out of his depth in this new tide of social philosophy. Dunno, he said. I suppose peopled say theyve got the moon and the stars and such like. IM SURE THEY WOULDNT BE ABLE TO PRODUCE THE PAPERWORK. | Topic: | |
Ridiculous way to behave, said Ridcully brusquely. If hes stumped for an answer, why cant he write Youve got me there or Damned if I know or Thats a bit of a puzzler and no mistake? All this Insufficient data business is just pure contrariness, to my mind. Its just swank. | ||
One should always be wary of people who talk unashamedly of fellowship and good cheer as if it were something that can be applied to life like a poultice. Turn your back for a moment and they may well organize a maypole dance and, frankly, theres no option then but to try and make it to the tree line. | ||
Goodwill to all men was a phrase coined by someone who hadnt met Foul Ole Ron. | ||
This isnt food. No one expects it to be food. If people wanted food theyd stay at home, isnt that so? They come here for ambiance. For the experience. This isnt cookery, Bill. This is cuisine. | Topic: | |
Dont worry, he said. Im on your side. A violent death is the last thing thatll happen to you. | Topic: | |
I am a remarkably truthful man, sir. Things said at University council meetings dont count. | ||
Somewhere almost out of hearing, children were at play. It was always a pleasant, lulling sound. Always provided, of course, you couldnt hear the actual words. | Topic: | |
When you were grown up you only feared, well, logical things. Poverty. Illness. Being found out. At least you werent mad with terror because of something under the stairs. The world wasnt full of arbitrary light and shade. The wonderful world of childhood? Well, it wasnt a cut-down version of the adult one, that was certain. It was more like the adult one written in big heavy letters. Everything was . . . more. More everything. | Topic: | |
MERE ACCUMULATION OF OBSERVATIONAL EVIDENCE IS NOT PROOF. | ||
Youre saying humans need . . . fantasies to make life bearable. REALLY? AS IF IT WAS SOME KIND OF PINK PILL? NO. HUMANS NEED FANTASY TO BE HUMAN. TO BE THE PLACE WHERE THE FALLING ANGEL MEETS THE RISING APE. Tooth fairies? Hogfathers? Little YES. AS PRACTICE. YOU HAVE TO START OUT LEARNING TO BELIEVE THE LITTLE LIES. So we can believe the big ones? YES. JUSTICE. MERCY. DUTY. THAT SORT OF THING. Theyre not the same at all! YOU THINK SO? THEN TAKE THE UNIVERSE AND GRIND IT DOWN TO THE FINEST POWDER AND SIEVE IT THROUGH THE FINEST SIEVE AND THEN SHOW ME ONE ATOM OF JUSTICE, ONE MOLECULE OF MERCY. AND YET Death waved a hand. AND YET YOU ACT AS IF THERE IS SOME IDEAL ORDER IN THE WORLD, AS IF THERE IS SOME . . . SOME RIGHTNESS IN THE UNIVERSE BY WHICH IT MAY BE JUDGED. Yes, but people have got to believe that, or whats the point MY POINT EXACTLY. | Topic: | |
A VERY SPECIAL KIND OF STUPIDITY. YOU THINK THE WHOLE UNIVERSE IS INSIDE YOUR HEADS. You make us sound mad, said Susan. [...] NO. YOU NEED TO BELIEVE IN THINGS THAT ARENT TRUE. HOW ELSE CAN THEY BECOME? [...] | ||
What did he do it all for? said Susan. I mean, why? Money? Power? SOME PEOPLE WILL DO ANYTHING FOR THE SHEER FASCINATION OF DOING IT, said Death. OR FOR FAME. OR BECAUSE THEY SHOULDNT. | ||
Bloody Stupid Johnsons approach to music was similar to his approach in every field that was caressed by his genius in the same way that a potato field is touched by a late frost. Make it loud, he said. Make it wide. Make it all-embracing. And thus the Great Organ of Unseen University was the only one in the world where you could play an entire symphony scored for thunderstorm and squashed toad noises. | Topic: | |
text checked (see note T) Feb 2005; Jan 2006; Jun 2012; Jul 2020 |
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