From Terry Pratchett’s Hogfather (1996):
“Well, you brought some magic into that little life,” said Albert, as the next child was hurried away.
It’s the expression on their little faces I like, said [Death].
“You mean sort of fear and awe and not knowing whether to laugh or cry or wet their pants?”
Yes. Now that is what I call belief.
Indeed!
Yep, it sure is!
Of what use is a God that gives you any less?
You know, just the other night, I was at a bar with some game development nerds, and one guy was talking about creating a monthly or bimonthly “post-mortem” for game development studios to talk about their experiences and challenges, and kind of share the wisdom around.
Someone at the table said, “You mean… make a council!” And after many protestations, it was resolved that yes, a council was the intended meaning.
The gentleman who had originally proposed the post-mortem (or “council,” depending on which side of the argument you were on) said haughtily, “You can be Brother Doorkeeper.” I got the reference, and he and I became fast friends.
Brother Doorkeeper is a hero.