DWJ

You may know that Diana Wynne Jones is rather ill. I have two selfish reasons for wanting her not to die just yet:

1. I want to read her next book, dammit.  And the next one and the next one and the next one.
2. I would like to become a famous author so I can write to her and say, "Thank you, because your work was always an inspiration to me in becoming a famous author."  But that will take a few years.

Thursday

Gregory put the pistol slowly down, still staring at Syme as if he were a sea-monster.

“I don’t believe in immortality,” he said at last, “but if, after all this, you were to break your word, God would make a hell only for you, to howl in forever.”

Rio: "That's like saying 'I'm not racist, but...'"