"You know, your religion really messes people up," said Vimes.
"Not in comparison to what they do to one another," said Bashfullsson, calmly folding the dead dwarf's hands across his chest. "And it is not a religion, Commander. Tak wrote the World and the Laws, and then He left us. He does not require that we think of Him, only that we think."
Terry Pratchett, Thud!

















