sometimes there's no proof. you just know.

something about how for Miss Marple the murderer is an unsurprising permutation of human nature, the same cookie cutter from which little village spats are cut, whereas for Poirot the murderer is the exception, the evil from which the rest of innocent society must be protected…Miss Marple isn’t surprised by the darkness of humanity, sees it as almost inevitable…Poirot is saddened by a person stooping to murder, because he sees it as a choice….

if the baby keeps sleeping well my night books are going to collapse into my day books and then where will I be??

buying a high school graduation gift for my brother about to major in English lit somehow much easier for me than buying a college graduation gift for my brother who is now a fully fledged engineer

thinking about Gen’s favorite maneuver which he uses to steal the magus and later to steal Kamet…he tells the magus “think of it as stealing not you but the king’s faith in you” but the kicker is it only works because the king doesn’t trust the magus, Nahuseresh doesn’t trust Kamet. Eugenides could never steal the magus from Sophos like that, he could never steal Galen or Xanthe from Eddis. Eugenides steals people out of isolated, lonely prisons and puts them in a place where they’re honored and loved as they deserve, like jewels dedicated to his god.