She had the feeling that the door was looking at her, which she knew was silly, and knew on a deeper level was somehow true.
Neil GaimanWe'll win, of course," he said. "You don't want that," said the demon. "Why not, pray?โ โListen," said Crowley desperately, "how many musicians do you think your side have got, eh? First grade, I mean." Aziraphale looked taken aback. "Well, I should think-" he began. "Two," said Crowley. "Elgar and Liszt. That's all. We've got the rest. Beethoven, Brahms, all the Bachs, Mozart, the lot. Can you imagine eternity with Elgar?
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