Vengeance and love didn’t make for good bedfellows.
How do you want to die, Admiral? We are D'Angeline. At the hand of numbers, or dreams?
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.
They are fools, who reckon Elua a soft god, fit only for the worship of starry-eyed lovers. Let the warriors clamor after gods of blood and thunder; love is hard, harder than steel and thrice as cruel...
You’ve a way of putting matters into perspective. You’re young. Urist smiled slightly. You’ll learn the trick of it.
We are all these things [...]. Pride, desire, compassion, cleverness, belligerence, fruitfulness, loyalty...and guilt. But above it all stands love. And if we desire to be more than human, that is the...
What she referenced with such careless ease seemed a world-shattering notion to me.
One day I took my courage in both hands
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...
We were human, mortal and fallible. We forgot, we made errors, argued ambiguities, and twisted meanings to suit our own ends. And in so doing, mayhap we reshaped the gods themselves.
Quincel de Morhban received me in his garden, something I never would have suspected, from either the man or the place. It was an inner sanctum, like Delaunay’s, like I had known in the Night Court, o...
Spontaneity is the province of youth
A small kindness, a confluence of compassion, had saved his life. Was that strength, or a weakness?
Wide grey eyes and a mop of red-gold curls, a charming sprinkle of freckles across the bridge of her nose—there is a limit, within the canons, of the number allowable for beauty.
Yet even as the wind stirs your petals, flowers fall. My flowers are eternal, my songs live forever. I lift them in offering; I, a singer. I cast them to the wind, I spill them. The flowers become gol...
Because people can be foolish, Drustan said. And fearful of heroes not their own.
Better to light a candle than curse the darkness.
Comme ils sont dans l'erreur ceux qui voient en Elua un dieu bien délicat, fait uniquement pour être adoré par les amants aux yeux tournés vers les étoiles. Mais que les guerriers clament donc leur fo...
Grief heals ... unshed tears fester like a canker in the soul.
In the end, I didn’t know why I loved her to the point of distraction. I knew only that I did.
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