Goodness is weakness, pleasantness is poisonous, serenity is mediocrity and kindness is for losers. The best reason for committing loathsome and detestable acts – and let’s face it, I am considered something of an expert in this field – is purely for their own sake. Monetary gain is all very well, but it dilutes the taste of wickedness to a lower level that is obtainable by almost anyone with an overdeveloped sense of avarice. True and baseless evil is as rare as the purest good –.
2.5.03.02.005: Generally speaking, if you fiddle with something, it will break. Don’t.
We try to make art perfect because we never manage it in real life.
Troll Wars were like Batman movies: both were repeated at regular intervals, featured expensive hardware, and were broadly predictable.
There is no problem on earth that can’t be ameliorated by a hot bath and a cup of tea.
Good evening,” said the barman. “Why is a raven like a writing desk?” “Because Poe wrote on both?
Stay close, do what I say and make as many mistakes as you want – just never the same one twice.
The only way to write is to write. Writers write. And when they’ve written, they write some more.
We all aspire to be ourselves, an original character in a litany of fiction so vast that we know we cannot.
One was our own Mother Fallopia, tall, elegant, austere, and with a habit so black she looked like a nun-shaped hole in the air.
I liked him, but since his particular field of interest was Remote Suggestion – the skill of projecting thoughts into people’s heads from a distance – I didn’t know whether I actually liked him or he was just suggesting I like him, which was both creepy and unethical. In fact, the whole Remote Suggestion or “seeding” idea had been banned once it was discovered to be the key ingredient in promoting talent less boy bands, which had until then been something of a mystery.
She had large, questioning eyes that seemed to draw me in and a sense of quiet outrage that simmered just beneath the surface. More than anything, within her features, there was a streak of wild quirkiness that made her dazzlingly attractive.
They’d never get here in time. It’s easy. A lobotomized monkey could do it.” “And where are we going to find a lobotomized monkey at this time of night?
A sloppy half-Windsor is the first symptom of serial indolence’ she replied in the patronizing voice that Yellows reserved for Rule-breakers, ’and ignoring the infraction gives the impression that it is acceptable to be inappropriately attired. The next day it might be badly polished shoes, then uncouth language, showing off and impoliteness. Before one knows it, the rot of disharmony would start to dismantle everything that we know and cherish.
If a shred of integrity fell into your soul, it would die a very lonely death.
And he gave me a smile that looked as though it had come from a hastily-read handbook on cultivating personal charm.
She had met the man who was now her husband. He was seven foot three, and she was six foot two and a quarter. It was a match made perhaps not in heaven but certainly nearer the ceiling.
Although helpful, a disembodied hand on the Bugatti’s steering wheel was a bit creepy, especially because this one was hairy and had No More Pies tattooed on the back.
After all, color in itself has no color – it’s simply a construction of the mind: a sensation, like the Humming Chorus from Madame Butterfly and the smell of honeysuckle.
And we kissed again. It was a warm, indescribably lovely feeling. But it was more than just physical. It was a dialogue between two young people with high ideals and a Big Plan. It was about belonging, secrets, partnership, commitment.