As a species, we are forever sticking our finger into the electric socket of the universe to see what will happen next.
Terry PratchettAnd all the stories had, somewhere, the witch. The wicked old witch. And Tiffany had thought: Where's the evidence?
Terry Pratchett5.Buggre Alle this for a Larke I amme sick to mye Hart of typefetinge. Master Biltonn if no Gentelmann, and Master Scagges now more that a tighte fisted Southwarke Knobbefticke. I telle you, onne a daye laike thif Ennywone withe half and oz of Sense shoulde bee oute in the Suneshain, ane nott Stucke here alle the lielong dale inn thif mowldey olde By-Our-Lady Workefhoppe *AE@;I*
Terry Pratchett