Here is my short and unoriginal tribute to a man who wrote many of my favourite novels.
God made mud.Kurt once said that if, God forbid, he should die, he would be very pleased if someone would remark that "Kurt is up in Heaven now," which, as a Humanist, was his favourite joke.
God got lonesome.
So God said to some of the mud, "Sit up!"
"See all I've made," said God, "the hills, the sea, the sky, the stars."
And I was some of the mud that got to sit up and look around.
Lucky me, lucky mud.
I, mud, sat up and saw what a nice job God had done.
Nice going, God.
- Bokononist Last rites, from "Cat's Cradle"