I stretched out my hand, adrenaline and pain giving me plenty of fuel for the magic, and called, 'Ventas servitas!' Wind leapt out in a sudden spurt, seizing the Unraveling and tearing it from Aurora'...
I snorted. They still make you read Dickens in school? Great Expectations? Yeah. You can stay at home and hide if you want—and wind up like Miss Havisham, I said. Watching life through a window and ob...
I shall most likely kill you on the morrow.
I serve.Serve who?Heaven. Or the divine in nature. The memory of my fathers past. My fellow man. Myself. All pieces of the same thing.
I scowled at him. Not every good thing that happens is divine intervention, Michael. True, Michael said, but I prefer to give Him the credit unless I have a good reason to believe otherwise. It seems...
I respected the man. It didn’t mean that I wouldn’t pants him on national television if I got the opportunity,
I nodded to her. Then I eyed Maeve. What about you? Holding anything back?I want to take you to my bower, wizard, Maeve said, and licked her lips. I want to do things to you that give you such pleasur...
I look at things and think about them,' Folly replied. 'And use my intuition, of course, and deduction and induction, as well as any historical or theoretical models that seem to apply.
I know. It makes my head hurt too.
I know I’ve screwed up, I said. I’m going to have to live with that. But I don’t want to lose you.
I kicked the door open, staff held ready to fight, and shouted, And I'm all outta bubble gum!
I heard someone walk out of the alley behind me, and my body went tense and tight, despite my weariness. Then a young woman's voice said, in a passable British accent, The Little People are easily st...
I hadn't gotten beaten up twice, shot, and nearly strangled to get taken out by a misguided werewolf bitch.
I had this teacher who kept telling me that if I was ever in a fair fight, someone had made a mistake, she said
I had bitten into my tongue, and I either had to spit or swallow. I swallowed. No comments, please.
I followed him through the halls of the enormous church until we got to the staff's kitchen. He went to the fridge, opened it, and came out with a bottle of bourbon. He poured some into a coffee cup,...
I feel stupid. Good, Michael said. It’s good for everyone to feel that way sometimes. It helps remind you how much you still have to learn.
I enjoyed activities and the company of friends. But they were a side dish.
I drove my right fist into its stupid, creepy face. Man, the yahoos I scrap with never seem to anticipate that tactic. They all assume that what with me being a wizard and all, I’m going to stand back...
I don’t trust electronics. Anything manufactured after the forties is suspect—and doesn’t seem to have much liking for me. You name it: cars, radios, telephones, TVs, VCRs—none of them seem to behave...