Things went unusually well for his friends. He couldn’t tell them why. When he was a child his exasperated mother had sent him to his room with these words: “…and I wish you would stop telling people that you’re a genie!” So he had stuck a cork in it and lived a quiet life of carefully circumscribed kindnesses.
The Curiously Stunted, Incomprehensibly Disjointed, Perfectly Inadequate Adventures of Nicholas Cornelius Holloway – Episode 53
