" Of Brother John he knew no particular evil, but the redness of his hair, the exuberance of his health and high spirits, the very way he put live blood back into old martyrdoms with his extravagant gusto in the reading, were all offensive in themselves, and jarred on the prior’s aesthetic sensibilities. "

― Ellis Peters , A Morbid Taste for Bones (Chronicles of Brother Cadfael, #1)