“ Turn my back on the world... the historian repeated softly and slowly, his head moving to face the mage. Turn my back on the world! Emotion rarely marred the surface of Astinus's cold voice, but now a… Margaret Weis Tracy Hickman
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“ Raistlin opened his eyes, looking at her without recognition. And in them, she saw deep, undying sorrow--the look of one who has been permitted to enter a realm of deadly, perilous beauty, and who now… Margaret Weis Tracy Hickman
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“ No, as I've discovered, hate generally costs a man more than he can afford.And what about love? Alfred asked softly.Hugh didn't even bother to reply. Margaret Weis Tracy Hickman
“ Tanis blinked with disbelief, then he heard a sound behind him that nearly made him leap into a tree in panic. He whirled around, heart in his throat, sword in his hand. Raistlin was laughing. Margaret Weis Tracy Hickman
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“ He remembered a dog—the only living thing they found in the entire village—curled around the body of a dead child. Caramon stopped to pet the small dog. The animal cringed, then licked the big man’s h… Margaret Weis Tracy Hickman
“ Rule the world, Raistlin repeated softly, his eyes burning. Rule the world? You still don't undestand, do you, my dear sister? Let me make this as plain as I know how. Now it was his turn to stand up.… Margaret Weis Tracy Hickman
“ Limbeck, the august leader of WUPP, did not mind the noise. He took comfort in it, havinglistened to it, albeit somewhat muffled, in his mother's womb. The Gegs revered the noise, just asthey revered… Margaret Weis Tracy Hickman
“ So dark. Endless darkness, eternal. It was not the absence of light that was so frightening as the absence of thought, of knowledge, of comprehension. Our lives, the lives of the living will go on. Th… Margaret Weis Tracy Hickman
“ Now there was nothing but awful, terrible silence. Sight is a sense outside and apart from the body, an image on the surface of the eye. But sound enters the ears, the head, it lives inside. In sound'… Margaret Weis Tracy Hickman
