Book: The last continent. Page 1

However, there are limits. Freedom of thought is, of course, great, but you can't think of anything you like.

If you step on a ant, then you already come, so if you're back at it will come, it will be like the first time, you're stepping on him right now, because once it has already occurred. And that once is now.

It's amazing how consistently and invariably affect human destiny deleted at billions of miles away and arranged in a certain order plasma balls, most of which the existence of humanity and never heard.

Shout some God: "let there be light!" - it was the wizards first will ask: "why? Personally, we in the dark life is good".

- Why do we need their weapons?
- Skins for a good price.
- And with the bodies what do we do?
- Nicho. For them and will not give a damn.

Wizards were the people civilized, educated and cultured. And, being on a desert island, they did not panic, and instantly realized: the first thing should be to find a scapegoat.

It is necessary to find remote from one and all, a lovely, wild area, as invariably it turns out that some fan geography has already managed to come here and spoil the place. Once on matters of the utmost secrecy of Rincewind skidded into Morporkia mountains. And what he found there? The far wall of the deepest cave was ornamented entirely inspired a vandal: clumsy water buffaloes and antelopes. Moreover, the vandals left behind piles of rubbish and old bones. Some absolutely do not know how to behave in public.

A large part of the teaching staff were afraid of the housekeeper as fire. MS Herpes had strange, incomprehensible for wizards abilities - for example, she could make it so that the bed was made, and washed. The magician, who, by his blazing energy stick right and left, destroy the terrible monsters, aliens from distant regions of the universe, is such a wizard, holding the wrong end of the pen for palubiatka (or whatever it's called?), could seriously injure yourself. But one word of Mrs. the Herpes linen was worn, and socks staples.

Before they reach my age, young man, and you realize: when you find something thanks to what open amazing opportunities with the prospect of a revolutionary change in the lives of the human race, - in such cases it is best to close the lid and pretend you didn't see a thing.

Who would you read, if anything you can report on return from the expedition is that you're shipwrecked and two years, ate all sorts of marine reptiles? No, it is necessary to eat his manuscript with stories about people who go on one big foot Country Big Plum and others from the old wives ' tale.

If you are persistent enough in searching the far corners of the University it was possible to find a specialist for anything. Including the expert at identifying experts.

- Here you, for example, Mr. Toups, can you explain how you keep your sausage when you take off the skin?
What? What are you talking about? And why should I know that?
- That's it. Not even knowing such things you claim to understand the universe.

I remember in his student days, said Professor of modern ranolazine, - the old man Potage took us on an expedition. The expedition was started to find the Lost Reading room. Three weeks we were there roaming around. Have already started their own shoes to chew on.
- Find the lost Reading room? - asked the Dean.
- No, only the remains of the previous expedition.
- What?
- Ate their shoes.

People sitting in any Museum and writes a harmless book on political economy. And then all of a sudden thousands of people who in my eyes this book has not been seen or read, suddenly start dying - and all because those who read it - not understand the joke humor.