What's the point of saving human's imagination and creativity?

Lucile 2022-08-19 21:03:49

susan: Now, tell me...
grandfather: What would have happened if you hadn't saved him?
susan: Yes
grandfather: The sun would not have risen
susan: Then what would have happened?
grandfather: Coming out a ball of flaming gas would have be illuminating the world?
susan: All right, I'm not stupid. You're saying that humans need fantasies to make life bearable
grandfather: No, humans need fantasy to be human, to be in the place where the falling angel meet the rising ape
susan: With tooth fairies, Hogfathers?
grandfather: Yes, that's a practice you have to start out learning to believe the little lies
susan: So we can believe the big ones?
grandfather: Yes, justice, mercy, duty ...that sort of things
susan: They are not the same at all
grandfather: You think so? 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 molecular of mercy. And yet, you try to act that as if there is some ideal order in the world, as if there are some...some rightness in the universe by which it may be charged
susan: But people would got to believe that, or what's the point?
grandfather: You need to believe in things that are untrue, how else can they become?

So, in one word, may I say that imagination is an essential part of humanity which brings us hope and creativity? And as far as I' m concerned, yes, I believe so.

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  • [the Auditors have just commissioned Lord Downey, Master of the Guild of Assassins, to "inhume" the Hogfather]

    Lord Downey: He would be difficult to find.

    Auditor 1: You will find persons on any street who can tell you his approximate address.

    Lord Downey: Yes, of course, but as you say, they can hardly give a map reference. Even then, how would the... Fat Man be inhumed? A glass of poisoned sherry, perhaps?

    Auditor 1: You misunderstand the nature of employment.

    Lord Downey: How do I misunderstand you exactly?

    Auditor 1: We pay. You find the ways and means.

    Lord Downey: How can I contact you?

    Auditor 1: [ominously] We will contact you. We know where you are. We know where *everyone* is.

  • [Lord Downey is reviewing a previous assassination contract that Teatime carried out for him]

    Lord Downey: You nailed Sir George's dog to the ceiling.

    Teatime: I couldn't have it barking while I was working, sir.

    Lord Downey: Some people would have drugged it.

    Teatime: [mystified] Oh! But I definitely fulfilled the contract. I checked Sir George's breathing with a mirror, as instructed.

    Lord Downey: Apparently his head was several feet from his body at that point.

    Teatime: That was all right, wasn't it, sir?

    Lord Downey: It lacked... elegance.

    Teatime: I thank you, sir. I'm always happy to be corrected. I shall remember that... next time.