The cold had claws.
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The caretaker was certainly very ancient, a tight and desiccated thing from which all softness and moisture had long since been extricated.
The caretaker was certainly very ancient, a tight and desiccated thing from which all softness and moisture had long since been extricated.
It was, in many ways, her dream bookshop. Not least because all the books had already been read. Books that had already been read were the best.
Never live your life according to the idiots‘ rules. Because they‘ll drag you down to their level, they‘ll win, and you‘ll have a damned awful time in the process
The Psycho House was a rambling slump-roofed Victorian, once probably white but now faded to a shade I‘d call Feral Barncat Gray.
I don‘t know if my parents think my adventures are worth the risk. I do know as I continue to explore the world that they keep their worries mostly to themselves. They have accepted who I am and I am grateful that they don‘t burden me with their worries.
The ships he sends out into the world - The Eagle, the Calliope, the Lorenzo - cross and re-cross the globe, but Jonah Hancock himself, the stillest of men, falls asleep each night in the room in which he first drew breath.
How did the saying go? Lord, grant me the confidence of a mediocre white man.
The beautiful thing about science is that we do not know what we cannot know and we will not know until we know. It requires an incredible amount of humility to be willing to be wrong nearly all the time. But we have to be willing to be wrong, and proven wrong, in order to increase knowledge overall. It is a thankless, and essential, job.
