In the silent aftermath, I said, We'll give them a second chance.With my right hand, I reached to the other pocket. I had known as soon as I lifted the false bottom in the gun case and looked undernea...
Teleus, who had faced his failures and his death and the death of his friend and accepted his own salvation at the hand of a man he despised, ran out of the strength to accept any more. He contradicte...
Were you lying?I never lie, he said piously. About what?The sand, the snake.For a young man who never lied, he seemed surprisingly unoffended by the question.
It isn't an easy thing to give your loyalty to someone you don't know, especially when that person chooses to reveal nothing of himself.
It isn't deep, the Eddisian Ambassador said from the other side of the bed. He was leaning over the wound, looking critical and mildly disappointed. Eugenides didn't miss a beat.It is...too...deep! he...
Your Majesty, please get down. My friend Aris is really a very good man, and if you fall off that wall he's going to hang for it, and so will his squad, most of whom are also nice men, and though I ca...
It was a race between the tortoise and the hare, but the tortoise had just enough head start, and he had the magus to drag him along.
She's like a prisoner inside stone walls, and every day the walls get a little thicker, the doorways a little narrower.And? Eddis prompted.Well, said Eugenides, it's a challenge.
I’ll stop shouting. I won’t sit down. I might need to throw more inkpots.
She is not so secure on her throne that she can risk offending her people's gods. No woman can be.
Keeping a private guard this large is like using a wolf to guard the farm. It may keep off the other wolves, but sooner or later it will eat you.
Kings don’t move mountains as a favor to a friend,
Least said, soonest mended.
That was the message. For me, alone among mortals, the gods send their messenger to tell me to stop whining. That’ll teach me to go hide in a temple.
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...
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...
The only thing I knew was that I didn't know anything, really, about the king of the Attolians, and I didn't trust him.
No friend had I made there, but I wasn't with this group to make friends, and besides, he sneered too much. I've found that people who sneer are almost always sneering at me.
Perhaps you can bring out better in them?Eugenides shook his head. I pulled the carpet out from under them very thoroughly. They will not cross me, but they won't love me, either. I am not Eddis. Peop...
Sophos turned red, and I wondered about the circulation of his blood; maybe his body kept an extra supply of it in his head, ready for blushing.
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