Book: Good signs. Page 3

You think the war starts, because I shot some Archduke, or someone cut off his ear, or someone had placed missiles in the wrong place? Nothing of the sort. It's just, well, reasons that have nothing to do with the real reasons. And they that there are two sides who hate each other can't. The tension grows and grows, and then... the war can cause anything. Absolutely anything.

- It was an exaggeration. I mean, it was a big exaggeration, just nowhere else, in fact it could even be called inflection. I would even, most likely, would be far from the truth if I said that was, newt closed his eyes, evading a direct answer.
- That is a lie? - affectionately said Anathema.

There is something strange: as if instead of ill-fitting suits they were ill-fitting body.

- Listen, - he said, and his voice was this time much weaker - any of these kids were in the trunk the basket, and in it the stranger with the face, looks like a peacefully minded turd?
- I don't think, ' replied Crowley.
"Then," said Sergeant Deisenburger, - they will have problems.

- Drop the weapon, said Anathema, behind him, or I will regret what I have to do.
And it's true, she thought, when time in terror froze. If he doesn't throw the machine, he will see that I have a stick in his hand, and I regret that I have to part with life.

And one of them said:
- Check without warning, the soldiers.
What Sergeant Thomas A. Deisenburger said:
Sir, at the moment were not receiving information regarding checks without warning, sir.
- Of course not, ' replied one of the generals. - She's without warning.

- No, guys, this isn't how I imagined it, ' said War. - What - I waited thousands of years just to play with the wires? Spectacular is not called. And Albrecht Durer didn't waste time on the engraving of the Four Hackers of the Apocalypse, I know.

In folk superstitions, he was guided with the well-known work, but was pretty sure that if cows lie down is the rain. If they rise, you will probably be okay. And those cows, which he looked now, twisted flip, slowly and solemnly soaring into the air. I wonder what this portends in terms of the weather, thought Tyler.

In addition to police, there was still about two hundred people, inspecting the M25 through binoculars. Among them were representatives of Her Majesty's army, a special squad of bomb disposal, of the military intelligence services MI5 and MI6, Special branch and the CIA. And seller hot sausages.
Everyone was cold, wet, creepy and have nothing to say, except for one police officer, who was cold, wet, and creepy, but had something to say.

Why would you need to stand on someone's side? - narrowed Wensleydale.
- Needed - cut pepper. - Everyone needs something to stand in someone's way.
Adam, apparently, undecided.
Yes. Just me, you can even invent your own.

- Army of Vedemosti only kills witches. The rule is. In the extreme case of sorcerers. Well, even demons and devils, of course.
- Yes, but the Antichrist is worse than a witch or a sorcerer. He's... he's the greatest sorcerer. Worse it does not happen.
- And, from him, so it's harder to get off than, say, a demon? asked Shadwell, brightening up.
- Not much, - said Aziraphale.
The only way to get rid of the demon, to which he ever ran, was very unambiguous hint that his Aziraphale, still a lot of work, but it's quite late, isn't it? And Crowley always correctly understood it.

- B-beryl! Y-you m-me n-or C-words are not allowed with the-with-to say before I... W-was alive. N-now I... I have died with-with-with-to say about just...o-one...
Beryl Ormerod frowned with displeasure. Before, when it was Ron, he always told her he was happy there, behind the veil, and told how he lives in that description reminded me of the cabin in Paradise. Now his voice was more similar to Ron's voice, and she wasn't sure she wanted it. And she said what I always told my husband when he started to talk to her like that.
- Ron, remember your heart.
- I have n... n-no s-of the heart. Zab-b-b-been? So, B... B-beryl...
- Yes, Ron?
Shut up.
And the spirit vanished.

And then Marvin had faith. Not the quiet, personal faith that requires to perform good deeds and lead a virtuous life, and not even one that requires you to wear a dark suit and ringing doorbells of strangers, and the one that requires you to make your own TV channel and to get other people to send you money.

Voodoo is a very interesting religion for the whole family, even those members of it who have already died.