Newton, though, stunk to high heaven of Nerd: an astringent and unmistakable aroma, a mingling of airless basements and dank library corners and tree forts built for solitary habitation, of dust smoldering inside personal computers, the licorice tang of asthma puffer mist and the vaguely narcotic smell of model glue—the ineffable scent of isolation

Shelley was something of a sensualist. He relished touch—pressure. How would it feel, physically, to take this creature apart?

Twisting the knife in a person’s psyche was nearly as much fun as twisting it in living flesh,

Online I can be my brain without my body.

It is a fact that cannot be denied: the wickedness of others becomes our own wickedness because it kindles something evil in our own hearts.

extruded from the subject’s anus. Approx seven inches long. Significant

The moon hung in its western altar like the last melancholy guest at a dinner party, who was too lonely to leave.

It is a fact that cannot be denied: the wickedness of others becomes our own wickedness because it kindles something evil in our own hearts.

but forever could be so, so brief.