Apr 6

“Here’s the thing,” I said. “Do you ever get the feeling that the second you turn your back, someone’s going to stab you, and then start thinking that maybe there is no point in trying to trust anyone, because how can you really understand what they’re thinking and then you realize that the world is built on a shaking tower of interconnected lies in which everyone participates, and the only chance you have at justice depends on the whims of compassionless, omnipotent fate?”

“No,” said Fred.

“One time. But then we put glue on all the toilet seats in the Prefect’s bathroom. Solved that crisis, spot on," said George.