Adoro a Terry Pratchett pero tanto. ♥ Estoy releyendo Wyrd Sisters, y no me acordaba de esto:

It was probably some wonderful organization on the part of Nature to protect itself. It saw to it that everyone with any magical talent was about as ready to co-operate as a she-bear with toothache, so all the dangerous power was safely dissipated as random bickering and rivalry. There were differences in style, of course. Wizards assassinated each other in draughty corridors, witches just cut one another dead in the street. And they were all as self-centred as a spinning top. Even when they help other people, [Magrat] thought, they're secretly doing it for themselves. Honestly, they're just like big children.

Except for me, she thought smugly.

Y los queremos así. ♥♥♥