Monsters aren’t born, they’re made. That they are memorials which take years of cruelty to sculpt. And that while we should weep for the tortured child who served as raw material, we should permit no...
Can’t get my people inside. These crackpots are abidingly paranoid. If a man has even a tenth part nonhuman blood, he’s a breed and part of the problem. Never mind he might have been a war hero. The s...
The age is sorrowfully short of characters of the magnificently villainous vitality of those the Dominator took in olden times: Soulcatcher, the Hanged Man, Nightcrawler, Shapeshifter, the Limper, and...
The common wisdom among former grunts is that competent generals wouldn’t have screwed up so bad they got themselves killed and therefore there wouldn’t have been any need for a memorial. Soldiers are...
The first thing I saw was a mottled green face half a yard wide staring through the broken window. I said something intelligent like, Gleep! The face grinned. It was a groll, a hybrid of human, troll,...
The fugitive blew through a doorway. I was only two steps behind, but when I got there the door was closed and locked. I flung one granite shoulder against it. It gave about a thousandth of an inch. Y...
The law isn’t always about what’s right. Or wrong. A lot of times it’s about somebody being guaranteed an advantage over somebody else. And that’s human nature. That’s the nature of any sentient speci...
Get in touch with the seamiest side of yourself. Pick a fantasy, one you wouldn’t tell anyone about. One that makes you uncomfortable or embarrassed when you think about it. In the Tenderloin there’s...
Truth is a deadly weapon, Lady said.
The old general amazed himself. The woman amazed him even more. Sometime in the wee hours the exhausted boss general promised, Tomorrow night again. Within the walls of Stormgard. Maybe in Stormshadow...
The only exercise I get is jumping to conclusions.
The people come from everywhere, from five hundred miles, to find their fortunes. By fortune is an ugly, two-faced goddess. When you have lived with her handiwork for half a generation, you hardly not...
The price of order, I muttered. I tried to run the dog off. It wouldn’t budge.The cost of chaos, Tom-Tom countered. on his drum. Not quite the same thing, Croaker.
What did we do today to frighten the world?
We gathered our things and began taking leave of camp followers who had trickled out from the city. Our animals and equipment would be their reward for faith and friendship. I spent a sad, gentle hour...
We abjure labels. We fight for money and an indefinable pride. The politics, the ethics, the moralities, are irrelevant.
Wars are being fought every day, even where armies are not on the march. And wars within wars. And wars behind wars.
There is no man so insecure as a bottom-level functionary in a sinecure he has held for a long time.
There is no vengeance as terrible as the vengeance a coward plots in the dark of his heart.
You can’t convince me that I’m obligated to save you from yourself.
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