Salvador Dali Portrait of the Cellist Ricard Pichot

Salvador Dali Portrait of the Cellist Ricard PichotSalvador Dali Figure on the RocksSalvador Dali Dali Nude in Contemplation Before the Five Regular BodiesSalvador Dali Asummpta Corpuscularia LapislazulinaJohn Singer Sargent A Morning Walk lady
supernova. It’s the difference between the beauty of morning dew on a cobweb and actually being a fly.
It was something that wouldn’t normally have happened for thousands of years.
It was about to happen now.
It was about to happen at the back of a disused cupboard in a tumble-down cellar in the Shades, the oldest and most disreputable part of Ankh-Morpork.
Plop.
It was a sound as soft as the first drop of rain on a century of dust.
‘Maybe‘You sure?’ said the Dean.
‘Well-known fact,’ said the Lecturer in Recent Runes flatly. ‘He used to pass water all the time when he was alive, ‘ said the Dean doubtfully.
‘Not when he’s dead, though.’ we could get a black cat to walk across his coffin.’ ‘He hasn’t got a coffin!’ wailed the Bursar, whose grip on sanity was always slightly tentative.‘OK, so we buy him a nice new coffin and then we get a black cat to walk across it?’‘No, that’s stupid. We’ve got to make him pass water.’‘What?’‘Pass water. Undeads can’t do it.’The wizards, who had crowded into the Archchancellor’s study, gave this statement their full, fascinated attention.
‘Yeah? Makes sense.’