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Quote by Terry Pratchett

“Imagination, not intelligence, made us human.”

Quote by Terry Pratchett

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Terry Pratchett

Terry Pratchett was a British author renowned for his fantasy novel series, 'Discworld'. His works are appreciated for their unique humor and profound philosophical insights. Pratchett's contributions to literature extend beyond fantasy, encompassing science fiction, humor, and children's literature. more

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