Why?' - Nasuada'You know why' - Murtagh

What does God want? Does God want goodness or the choice of goodness? Is a man who chooses the bad perhaps in some way better than a man who has the good imposed upon him?

We will get you a dress with magic, just as in the stories, he said seriously.But they're only stories, Gillie, Magic isn’t real. We will make it real.

There was no closing my eyes and sliding back into that blissful dream of normal. This was my normal now.

There is... this rage. she said This despair and hatred and rage that lives and breathes inside me. There's not sanity to it, no gentleness. It is a monster dwelling under my skin. For the past ten ye...

There is no life without the conditions of life that variably sustain life, and those conditions are pervasively social, establishing not the discrete ontology of the person, but rather the interdepen...

There are no happy endings, he knew, because nothing ends; and if there were any being dispensed, a great many worthier people would be in line for them long before Michael and Laura and himself. But...

The traces of our life here will lie cold and still, dreaming, like the brittle eyes of dolls in an abandoned cabin, and the last men will look to them for explanations, or apologies.

The thought of gaining weight was all she needed to lose her appetite completely. Not that Jessica – a model-slim, perfect size-six – ever had to worry about her weight.

The humiliation that Jane had felt turned to something else--grief perhaps, or regret. Regret that she had not known how to act with a boy, regret that she had not been wiser.

The dull mind, once arriving at an inference that flatters the desire, is rarely able to retain the impression that the notion from which the inference started was purely problematic.

That night the mosquitoes ate us up. I had bites all over my body. Back home I thought mosquitoes never bit black people. Not as much as they bit white people, anyway. Maybe Vietnamese mosquitoes just...

Thankfully, perseverance is a great substitute for talent.

Somewhere along the line, the pearl would be handed to me.

She sometimes takes her little brother for a walk round this way, explained Bingo. I thought we would meet her and bow, and you could see her, you know, and then we would walk on.Of course, I said, th...

Rowan lifted his eyebrows. She nodded. That will never stop being strange, Aedion muttered.Deal with it, she told him, carrying the suit into the bedroom. Let's go hunt ourselves a pretty little demon...

Rage flared up in Tessa and she considered belting Woolsey with the poker whether he came near her or not. He had moved awfully quickly while fighting Will, though, and she didn’t fancy her chances. Y...

Performing the duty prescribed by (one's own) nature, one incurreth no sin.

Percy? Annabeth gripped his arm.Oh, bad, he muttered. Bad. Bad. He looked across the table at Frank and Hazel. You guys remember Polybotes?The giant who invaded Camp Jupiter, Hazel said. The anti-Pose...

Martinsson fired. Wallander watched Lucia fly back and put his hand up to his shoulder. The gun fell from his hand and landed outside the counter. With a bellow Martinsson yanked himself free of the g...