Flowers of Yorkshire are like the women of Yorkshire. Every stage of their growth has it's own beauty, but the last fase is always the most glorious.(c) / The new Minister-in-Charge of Religious Genocide(c)
-But you never went onto the roof?
-No, I couldn't find a way up.
Miss Dearheart stubbed out her cigarette.
-Go up there tonight, Mr.Lipwig. Get yourself a little bit closer to heaven. And then get down on your knees and pray.You know how to pray, don't you? You just put your hands together - and hope!"
(c, Terry Pratchett "Going Postal")
-No, I couldn't find a way up.
Miss Dearheart stubbed out her cigarette.
-Go up there tonight, Mr.Lipwig. Get yourself a little bit closer to heaven. And then get down on your knees and pray.You know how to pray, don't you? You just put your hands together - and hope!"
(c, Terry Pratchett "Going Postal")