Science cannot close the fist of reason around the miracle of consciousness any more than I can turn my sword into a light saber.
Put your affairs in order, mortals, she boomed, as a gust of wind—yes, wind inside my shop—blew their hair back. I will feast on your hearts tonight for the offense you gave me. So swears the Morrigan...
My first time in Madagascar was awesome because lemurs are kind of funny; they throw fruit at the back of your head when you’re not looking and then point at one another when you turn around.
My God, Atticus, you look like you had an orgy with egg yolks and orange juice. We might need a loofah, I admitted. Dare I ask what happened? An Olympian exploded on us and it was yucky.
It was safe and everything smelled good and tasted delicious, and those things are the fundamental building blocks of a great day.
It was one of those decisions you make when you have too much testosterone bubbling around in your system, or when you’ve been raised in a culture of ridiculous machismo, as I was.
It sounds like these guys would be filed under Assholes Who Do Evil Shit in My Name. Jesus. I mean, wow. That’s the name of one of your files? One of my largest, unfortunately.
It sounds like these guys would be filed under Assholes Who Do Evil Shit in My Name. Jesus. I mean, wow. That’s the name of one of your files? One of my largest, unfortunately. But I have it broken do...
If you've got some hopelessly overmatched heroes fighting evil and some Imperial types marching, John Williams is your guy. You need a song to make people reach for a box of Kleenex, talk to Randy New...
If you don’t give people a conventional path to power, they will seek out their own unconventional path.
If it pleases me, then it is good and I want more; If it displeases me, then it must be destroyed as soon as possible, but preferably in a way that enhances my reputation so that I can achieve immorta...
I wonder if they have a fancy law or name for the principle that Humans Ruin Everything for Profit. Maybe that's just capitalism
I turned my back on Coyote without saying another word. He didn’t want to know what I was going to do with those granny panties. Surprisingly, Granuaile did. Sensei, what were you going to do with tho...
I have never thought that winds howled so much as moaned. My imagination gives them reasons: They moan because they’re weary of their never-ending journey around the globe and are haunted by what they...
I had my own dump truck of bad karma waiting for me somewhere ahwad. I had certainly earned it, but I raced to avoid it if I could; there was no way I wanted to fell that.
Granuaile shook her head. No, it's gross. You are such a guy sometimes.
Gods blast it, I was asking ye where you shite in the city, not where I should do it! I might have said that a bit too loudly, because people on the sidewalk look at me out of the corners of their eye...
Everybody’s makin’ too much money off oil and coal and buyin’ congressmen with it to make sure it stays that way.
Cry hamhock and let slip the hogs of war! - Oberon
Celibacy is a terrible idea, adhered to by people who hate themselves and want everyone else to do the same. You should do what you want to do, you know.