DJ Williams

“Well, well,” he said. “So we’re privy councillors now. Just fancy.” “Hmm,” said the assassin. “I wonder what’s the difference between ordinary councillors and privy councillors?” wondered the merchant aloud. The assassin scowled at him. “I think,” he said, “it is because you’re expected to eat shit.”
― Terry Pratchett, Guards! Guards!

“Dios was maximum high priest to a national religion that had fermented and accreted and bubbled for more than seven thousand years and never threw a god away in case it turned out to be useful. He knew that a great many mutually-contradictory things were all true. If they were not, then ritual and belief were as nothing, and if they were nothing, then the world did not exist. As a result of this sort of thinking, the priests of the Djel could give mindroom to a collection of ideas that would make even a quantum mechanic give in and hand back his toolbox.”
― Terry Pratchett, Pyramids