Of course, everyone’s parents are embarrassing. It goes with the territory. The nature of parents is to embarrass merely by existing, just as it is the nature of children of a certain age to cringe with embarrassment, shame, and mortification should their parents so much as speak to them on the street.
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Normally, in anything I do, I’m fairly miserable. I do it, and I get grumpy because there is a huge, vast gulf, this aching disparity, between the platonic ideal of the project that was living in my head, and the small, sad, wizened, shaking, squeaking thing that I actually produce.
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Belinda stared into the fire for some time, thinking about what she had in her life, and what she had given up; and whether it would be worse to love someone who was no longer there, or not to love someone who was.
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He was painfully shy, which, as is often the manner of the painfully shy, he overcompensated for by being too loud at the wrong times.
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Most books on witchcraft will tell you that witches work naked. This is because most books on witchcraft were written by men.
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I mean, d’you know what eternity is? There’s this big mountain, see, a mile high, at the end of the universe, and once every thousand years there’s this little bird-“”What little bird?” said Aziraphale suspiciously.”This little bird I’m talking about. And every thousand years-“”The same bird every thousand years?”Crowley hesitated. “Yeah,” he said.”Bloody ancient bird, then.””Okay. And every thousand years this bird flies-“”-limps-“”-flies all the way to this mountain and sharpens its beak-“”Hold on. You can’t do that. Between here and the end of the universe there’s loads of-” The angel waved a hand expansively, if a little unsteadily. “Loads of buggerall, dear boy.””But it gets there anyway,” Crowley persevered.”How?””It doesn’t matter!””It could use a space ship,” said the angel.Crowley subsided a bit. “Yeah,” he said. “If you like. Anyway, this bird-“”Only it is the end of the universe we’re talking about,” said Aziraphale. “So it’d have to be one of those space ships where your descendants are the ones who get out at the other end. You have to tell your descendants, you say, When you get to the Mountain, you’ve got to-” He hesitated. “What havethey got to do?””Sharpen its beak on the mountain,” said Crowley. “And then it flies back-“”-in the space ship-“”And after a thousand years it goes and does it all again,” said Crowley quickly.There was a moment of drunken silence.”Seems a lot of effort just to sharpen a beak,” mused Aziraphale.”Listen,” said Crowley urgently, “the point is that when the bird has worn the mountain down to nothing, right, then-“Aziraphale opened his mouth. Crowley just knew he was going to make some point about the relative hardness of birds’ beaks and granite mountains, and plunged on quickly.”-then you still won’t have finished watching The Sound of Music.”Aziraphale froze.”And you’ll enjoy it,” Crowley said relentlessly. “You really will.””My dear boy-“”You won’t have a choice.””Listen-“”Heaven has no taste.””Now-“”And not one single sushi restaurant.”A look of pain crossed the angel’s suddenly very serious face.