The latitude of one's attitude is in the longitude of their logic.

Ankh-Morpork is a godless city--' 'I thought it had more than three hundred places of worship?' said Maladict. Strappi stared at him in rage that was incoherent until he managed to touch bottom again. 'Ankh-Morpork is a godawful city', he recovered.

There is a sort of jealousy which needs very little fire; it is hardly a passion, but a blight bred in the cloudy, damp despondency of uneasy egoism.

هل سبق أن رأيت من أُطلق عليه الرصاص ولم ينزف دما؟

Written By Haruki Murakami

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