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But Even In Your World It’s A Byword. Men Will Fight Bravely And Be Heroes, But For Last-ditch Defense Against Any Odds… Get A Mother.

But The Trouble With Sainthood These Days Is The Robe-and-halo Imagery That Gets Stuck Onto It." Carl Got That Brooding Look Again. "people Forget That Robes Were Street Clothes Once... And Still Are, In A Lot Of Places. And Halos Are To That Fierce Air Of Innocence What Speech Balloons In Comics Are To The Sound Of The Voice Itself. Shorthand. But Most People Just See An Old Symbol And Don't Bother Looking Behind It For The Meaning. Sainthood Starts To Look Old-fashioned, Unattainable... Even Repellent. Actually, You Can See It All Around, Once You Learn To Spot It.

Something Always Happens. You Still Have To Promise Stuff Anyway. If You Have To Work To Make The Promises True... It's Like A Spell. You Have To Say The Words Every Time You Want The Results.

Dear Artificer, I’ve Blown My Quanta And Gone To The Good Place!

Footsteps In The Snow Suggest Where You Have Been, Point To Where You Were Going: But When They Suddenly Vanish, Never Dismiss The Possibility Of Flight.