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Next to me, Saiman smiled. "We all want what we can't have, Kate. I want you, you want love, and he wants to break my neck. ↗
I flexed my wrist, popped a silver needle into my palm, and offered it to him. 'What's this?' 'A needle.' 'What should I do with it?' He'd walked right into it. Too easy. 'Please use it to pop your head. It's obscuring my view of the room.' - Kate & Saiman ↗
I sighed and put Slayer between the front seats. "Stay here. Guard the car." Saiman shut the door. "Is the sword sentient?" "No. But I like to pretend it is. ↗
One of the highlights of the first Good Omens tour was Neil and I walking through New York singing Shoehorn with Teeth. Well, we'd had a good breakfast. And you don't get mugged, either. ↗
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What’s this ” “A needle.” “What should I do with it ” He’d walked right into it. Too easy. “Please use it to pop your head. It’s obscuring my view of the room. ↗
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God moves in extremely mysterious, not to say, circuitous ways. God does not play dice with the universe; He plays an ineffable game of His own devising, which might be compared, from the perspective of any of the other players, ie., everybody, to being involved in an obscure and complex version of poker in a pitch-dark room, with blank cards, for infinite stakes, with a Dealer who won't tell you the rules, and who smiles all the time. ↗
Some police forces would believe anything. Not the Metropolitan police, though. The Met was the hardest, most cynically pragmatic, most stubbornly down-to-earth police force in Britain. It would take a lot to phase a copper from the Met. It would take, for example, a huge, battered car that was nothing more nor less than a fireball, a blazing, roaring, twisted metal lemon from Hell, driven by a grinning lunatic in sunglasses, sitting amid the flames, trailing thick black smoke, coming straight at them through the lashing rain and wind at eighty miles an hour. That would do it every time. ↗
Måske er det svært for en dansker at sætte sig ind i, hvordan det er at få afslag alene på sin afstamning. Hvordan det er kun at blive lukket delvist ind i et samfund, hvor man gerne vil være være. Et samfund, hvor man er, men ikke er alligevel. Altså jeg er til stede i det her samfund, men der er ingen, der ser mig og mine problemer, der er ingen, der vil hjælpe mig. Hvad skal jeg så gøre for, at folk lytter til mig og ser, at jeg er her? Det kan jeg gøre ved at skabe ravage og kaos. Hvis vi skaber kaos nok, så ser resten af Danmark os. Så hører i os og mærker os. Så kan det godt være, vi får dårlig omtale, men i ved, at vi er her, og så længe vi har det dårligt, så har i det også dårligt. For hvis i ser, der er skyderier, at der er vold i gaden, så er det ikke kun vores virkelighed. Det er også jeres virkelighed. ↗
