Crowley: an angel, who did not so much fall as saunter vaguely downwards
“Nothing about him looked particularly demonic, at least by classical standards. No horns, no wings. Admittedly he was listening to a ‘Best of Queen’ tape, but no conclusions should be drawn from this because all tapes left in a car for more than about a fortnight metamorphose into ‘Best of Queen’ albums.”
—Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett, Good Omens
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