I don't trust or love anyone. Because people are so creepy. Creepy creepy creeps. Creeping around. Creeping here and creeping there. Creeping everywhere.
“My writing has to support more than my research habit, but I love to curl up with a book about some dusty corner of history.”
“In social matters, pointless conventions are not merely the bee sting of etiquette, but the snake bite of moral order.”