Slade House

by David Mitchell

I’m fed, I’m fed, I’m fed, and the finest thing to be in God’s glorious creation is a youngish well-fed male.

People are masks, with masks under those masks, and masks under those, and down you go.

Grief is an amputation, but hope is incurable hemophilia: you bleed and bleed and bleed.

Easier to fix a bad credit rating than a bad credibility rating.”