Not stories, but histories. For this too I learned, that a storyteller's tale may end, but history goes on always.
Whatever complicated emotions I felt for him, I didn’t want to ruin the moment with my unfortunately stereotypical American ignorance of history and geography.
The gods answer our prayers sideways at best.
Suspended between the carefree child of the Sanctuary I had once been and the confident adult I wished to become.
In the arts of covertcy, it is death to second-guess oneself.
And I didn’t know if I was proud or indignant that he hadn’t noticed.
You like him?I nodded. I like him. Hell, Mogwai likes him.You could pick a worse judge of character than your cat, she said in a pragmatic voice.
What she referenced with such careless ease seemed a world-shattering notion to me.
We were human, mortal and fallible. We forgot, we made errors, argued ambiguities, and twisted meanings to suit our own ends.
We must share our knowledge, share our strengths and weakness, share the burden of danger and the rewards of victory.
To have a traitor for an ally is to have an enemy in waiting
Thou art the shoals on which Caliban wilt dash his heart to pieces.
Those who are too rigid in their beliefs will break rather than bend with fortune's blows.
That kiss, I cannot describe. It was like a poem, a prayer, a homecoming unlooked-for. It was like dungeon walls crumbling to reveal a glimpse of sky. It
Somewhat to my surprise, there were several polite golf claps. Vampires.
So I leave flowers; spring flowers, then summer flowers. I gather the red and orange and yellow trumpet flowers, for a trumpet is a thing that makes a loud noise like a shout, and I tie their vines to...
Shambloth the Great Protector, whom you know as the Inchoate Terror,
Poets in their chambers began to scribble notes.
Pain and pleasure, yes, of course, but there are others, too. Cruelty, humiliation, dominance ... and compassion and kindness. It took all of these, to make truly exquisite music. That was the part so...
One day I took my courage in both hands