Tuesday, March 19, 2013

Humans Need Lies:

From Hogfather by Terry Pratchett:
"All right," said Susan, "I'm not stupid. You're saying humans need fantasies to make life bearable."

Death: No. Humans need fantasy to be human. To be the place where the falling angel meets the rising ape.

"Tooth fairies? Hogfathers?"

Death: Yes. As practice. You have to start out learning to believe the little lies.

"So we can believe the big ones?"

Death: Yes. Justice. Duty. Mercy. That sort of thing.

"They're not the same at all!"

Death: Really? Then take the universe and grind it down to the finest powder and sieve it through the finest sieve and then show me one atom of justice, one molecule of mercy. And yet you act, like there was some sort of rightness in the universe by which it may be judged:

"Yes. But people have got to believe that or what's the point?"    
Death: My point exactly.
The cold light from the stars shines on human and insect alike, not caring whether either lives or dies. It's been a long time since I've been this sane.


  1. Man suffers only because he takes seriously what the gods made for fun.

    - Alan Watts

  2. I'm assuming that the gods crated life for fun, but how can I not take it seriously? It appears to be the only one I have.