A classic unspoken agreement among escapees from a small town: don’t look back, don’t be each other’s anchors, no nostalgia. I wasn’t expecting any o… - China Miéville

That was why this congregation protected him. He was not just another saint. Billy was the preserver. Giant-squid John the Baptist. The shyness he saw in the Krakenists was devotion. It was awe.
“Oh for God’s sake,” he said.
The men and women stared. He could see them attempting exegesis on his outburst.

Socialism and SF are the two most fundamental influences in my life.

We want the same thing, you and me. If we can mess with them, everyone’s happy. Except them. Which is the point, right?”