However in the world did her skin come green?" Nanny wondered, stupidly, for Melena blanched and Frex reddened, and the baby held her breath as if trying to turn blue to please them all. Nanny had to slap her to make her breath again.

I may not be sure if monsters exist, but I’d rather live my life in doubt than be persuaded by a real experience of one.

The answer of course, is that the clock isn't meant to measure earthly time, but the time of the soul. Redemption and condemnation time. For the soul, each instant is always a minute short of judgment.

Approval is overrated...Approval and disapproval alike satisfy those who deliver it more than those who receive it. I don't care for approval, and I don't mind doing without.

Of course. You get everything from books.

If you have an ancestor who is a Benedictine monk, we would rather not know it.

The world was floods above and fire below