We do better when we are praised and worse when we feel unappreciated for our work.
They're going to leave me. All I wanted to do was lie in the dry prickly grass with my feet in a ditch forever. I could be a convenient sort of milemarker, I thought. Get to the thief and you know you...
The younger one looked to be completely useless.
The prison keeper choose an inopportune time to look around the doorway into the cell. He and the king locked gazes, and the king's eyes narrowed while the prison keeper's widened.
Muse of poetry, come to his aid, I thought. Could the man produce one more metaphor of husbandry? He seemed to be trying.Green wood, I suggested, but even he sensed that there was something unfortunat...
Mother why does the River not riseIt is not the River's timeWhy does the seed not sproutIt is not the seed's timeWhy does the rain not fallthe leaf not unfurl itselfWhere is the hind and why does she...
I was not so comfortable with my new authority that I could say 'We eat the chicken now!' but the magus had seen that I was considering it...My purse is full enough, said the magus, to keep you suppli...
Cowardice has its own rewards
Unkingly, in so many ways, My King.
Pol knew, said Sophos from the window.
Costis, I am speechless!Not noticeably, Your Majesty.
Being six feet off the ground does give one a sense of superiority.
Wrong arm, dear.
Unable to guess the answer, she asked, 'Who am I, that you should love me?''You are my Queen,' said Eugenides. She sat perfectly still, looking at him without moving as his words dropped like water in...
To make war you need three things: one, money; two, money; and three, money.
The only beautiful thing in the whole country was the queen, and she had sold herself into a marriage with the Eddisian Thief, the very one whose hand she had cut off. There was a match made in hell.
The flat top of the hill was scattered with the bodies of dead men in the uniforms of Sounis and Eddis. The outposts of both armies had met here. As I stood staring, I thought, These are my dead. All...
Relius looked away. He said that you...cried, he said softly.But not that he cried as well, said the queen, amused at the memory. We were very lachrymose... would you like to hear more romance of the...
One of us might be assassinated and then my heir will be king. Don't give up hope just because chances are slim.For the assassination or the heir, your majesty?
Is that what the wine is for? To help you think?Oh, the wine. The wine, Costis, is to help hide the truth. It doesn't work. It never has, but I try it every once in a while just in case something in t...