> “Hierarchy, Vorbis said later. The Ephebians didn't think in terms of hierarchies.
> No army could cross the desert. But maybe a small army could get a quarter of the way, and leave a cache of water. And do that several times. And another small army could use part of that cache to go further, maybe reach halfway, and leave a cache. And another small army . . .
> It had taken months. A third of the men had died, of heat and dehydration and wild animals and worse things, the worse things that the desert held . . .
> You had to have a mind like Vorbis's to plan it.
> And plan it early. Men were already dying in the desert before Brother Murduck went to preach; there was already a beaten track when the Omnian fleet burned in the bay before Ephebe.
> You had to have a mind like Vorbis's to plan your retaliation before your attack.”
> No army could cross the desert. But maybe a small army could get a quarter of the way, and leave a cache of water. And do that several times. And another small army could use part of that cache to go further, maybe reach halfway, and leave a cache. And another small army . . .
> It had taken months. A third of the men had died, of heat and dehydration and wild animals and worse things, the worse things that the desert held . . .
> You had to have a mind like Vorbis's to plan it.
> And plan it early. Men were already dying in the desert before Brother Murduck went to preach; there was already a beaten track when the Omnian fleet burned in the bay before Ephebe.
> You had to have a mind like Vorbis's to plan your retaliation before your attack.”
- Small Gods, Terry Pratchett