Be thankful you can feel pity and horror at the death of an enemy. The day we cease to care, even for our enemies, is the day we have lost this battle.
The old magician had pulled out a spellbook and was flipping through its pages. Web … web … how did that go? he mumbled.
Raistlin did not walk the paths of light, nor did he walk the shadowed paths of darkness. He walked his own path, in his own way, of his own choosing.
I have seen love that, through its willingness to sacrifice everything, brought hope to the world. I have seen love that tried to overcome pride and a lust for power, but failed. The world is darker f...
How would hating benefit me? The elves did what they had to do, and so did I. I learned how to sail their ships. I learned to speak their language fluently. No, as I’ve discovered, hate generally cost...
He could hear himself screaming and he knew it was his death cry. Still he fought on, as he had fought all his life. I...will...control...The words came from his mouth, stained with his blood... I wil...
Haplo: ‘single, alone.’ That is your name and your destiny, said his father, his finger rough and hard on Haplo’s chest. Your mother and I have defeated the odds thrown for us already. Every Gate we p...
For the love of all that is holy, just give me a straight-up, stand-up sword fight! I hate court intrigue and all the closet-hiding, eavesdropping, secret-liaisoning, lying, and manipulating, who’s-wa...
Flint snorted. The kender was beginning to make sence, a fact that caused the dwarf to shake his head and wonder if maybe he shouldn't lie down somewhere out in the sun.
Everything happens for a reason. Your brain may not know the reason. Your brain may never figure it out. But your heart knows. Your heart always knows.
For not even the most powerful runes ever traced upon a body could guard against love’s insidious poison.
Every man had to walk through a dark, starless night and, when he faced the morning, he’d be better for it.
The loincloth, too, was ornamented in gold and barely covered his private parts decently.
I wanted to tell her that sometimes, in my long sleep, I dreamt of her
He would be sad to learn that she had dismissed God long ago, as she would have dismissed an inept servant.
Fortunately, our friend Raistlin taught me what to watch— Raistlin! Flint puffed. That pasty-faced, skinny magician. He’s more than half charlatan himself. Always sniveling and whining and poking his...
Evil turns upon itself.
Why you decrepit old mage! You couldn't turn water into ice in the dead of winter!
That’s it! cried Fizban. I remembered! Suddenly the air was filled with strands of sticky, floating cobweb.
Tanis listens to his feelings. He does not suppress them, as does the knight, or hide them, as does the Plainsman. Tanis realizes that sometimes a leader must think with his heart and not his head. Ra...