Rectory always sounded to me like a place where you would find a proctologist.

Why bother inflicting enormous pain on yourself when sooner or later Life would certainly get around to doing it for you?

I am not shy about admitting my modest talents. For example, I am happy to admit that I am better than average at clever remarks, and I also have a flair for getting people to like me. But to be perfectly fair to myself, I am ever-ready to confess my shortcomings, too, and a quick round of soul-searching forced me to admit that I had never been any good at all at breathing water. As I hung there from the seat belt, dazed and watching the water pour in and swirl around my head, this began to seem like a very large character flaw.

And here I always thought morality was useless.

you can’t use logic on human behavior.

Our universe is ruled by random whim, inhabited by people who laugh at logic.

What to wear? I could think of no guidelines on what we were wearing this season to a party forced on you to celebrate an unwanted engagement that might turn into a violent confrontation with a vengeful maniac. Clearly brown shoes were out, but beyond that nothing really seemed de rigueur.