“Well, the night is young,” said Albert, sitting back in the sacks.
THE NIGHT IS OLD. THE NIGHT IS ALWAYS OLD.
The pigs galloped on. Then, “No, it ain’t.”
I’M SORRY?
“The night isn’t any older than the day, master. It stands to reason. There must have been a day before anyone knew what the night was.”
YES, BUT IT’S MORE DRAMATIC.
“Oh. Right, then.”
–Terry Pratchett, Hogfather
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