terry young

“Anyway, if you stopped tellin’ people it’s all sorted out after they’re dead, they might try sorting it all out while they’re alive.’’

- Good Omens, Neil Gaiman and Terry Pratchett


Facts : I still own a betty spaghetty and my Aziraphale is becoming more grandpa with every sketch

Vimes’s brain lit up from whatever little pilot light of thought had been operating at the most basic level. He walked up the stairs, helmet under his arm, like a man going to take a statement. He knocked at the door.
Lawn opened it. He was holding a brandy glass in his other hand, and moved aside with a smile.
Sybil was sitting up. He saw, through the mist of exhaustion, that she was holding something wrapped in a shawl.
“He’s called Sam, Sam,” she said. “And no argument.”
The sun came out.
“I’ll teach him to walk!” beamed Vimes. “I’m good at teaching people to walk!”
And he fell asleep before he hit the carpet.

– Yong Sam | Terry Pratchett, Night Watch