We’d better get going. Caramon glanced around uneasily. We show up like a jewel in a gypsy dancer’s navel.
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...
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.
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.
For not even the most powerful runes ever traced upon a body could guard against love’s insidious poison.
The old magician had pulled out a spellbook and was flipping through its pages. Web … web … how did that go? he mumbled.
The loincloth, too, was ornamented in gold and barely covered his private parts decently.
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.
It was an old kender proverb—Don’t change color to match the walls. Look like you belong and the walls will change color to match you.
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...
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...
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.
Every man had to walk through a dark, starless night and, when he faced the morning, he’d be better for it.
Why you decrepit old mage! You couldn't turn water into ice in the dead of winter!
Tanis at first wondered what the mage was studying, then realized it was his spellbook. It is the curse of the magi that they must constantly study and recommit their spells to memory every day. The w...
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.
Good and kender being two words that were rarely, if ever, linked, Tasslehoff spent the time sitting at the table, thinking about what a good kender might be and wondering if he was one himself. He as...
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...