Geekess

“Aboard the Willful Child
'Well done, everyone,' said Hadrian as he stepped down from the displacement pad, 'you all survived a harrowing voyage down to Ancient Earth in the time period known to historians as the Age of Frothing Hate, where almost everyone acted like stupid little children having temper tantrums because reality refused to conform to their deluded beliefs.”
― Steven Erikson, Wrath of Betty

“And on that subject, we need to make a point about the weights and measures used in the cookery recipes. We have, reluctantly, translated them into metric terms, because Nanny Ogg used throughout the very specialized unit of measure known as the 'some' (as in 'Take some flour and some sugar').
This required some, hah, experiment, because the 'some' is a unit of some, you see, complexity. Some flour is almost certainly more than some salt, but there appears to be no such thing as a half of some, although there was the occasional mention of a 'bit' as in 'a bit of pepper'.
Instinctively, one feels that a bit of flour is more than some pepper, but probably less than a bit of butter, and have that a wodge of bread is probably about a handful, but we have found no reliable way of measuring a gnat's.”
― Terry Pratchett, Nanny Ogg's Cookbook

“Let that be a sobering lesson to us all. When the world is full of nothing but trailer parks crammed with ill-educated nitwits chugging beer and scratching their asses, the meatheads in charge will have won.' He paused. 'On the other hand, a planet full of mewling pro-education social justice warriors will, if left alone, establish a utopian model civilization with no conflict, no inequality, and no room at all for sociopathic billionaires sucking blood from the tits of the poor - and if that ever happens, why, it'd be cancelled after the first three seasons”
― Steven Erikson, Wrath of Betty

“If what I have suffered, if what I have done disturbs you, Reader, I do not blame you. If you would read no further, I understand. You have the luxury of foresight. You know where this ends. I shall go on alone.”
― Christopher Ruocchio, Ashes of Man