Adventure, yeah. I guess that's what you call it when everybody comes back alive.
For a country whose people ceased to believe in magic soon lost much of their ability to imagine and dream, and before long, they ceased to believe--or hope-- for anything.
This I think I have learned: where there is love, the form does not matter, and the gods are pleased. This I have observed: what occurs in nature, comes by the hand of nature, and if the gods did not...
If I'm walking on thin ice, I might as well dance my way across.
Magic, like technology, is a tool.
You look like you’ve swallowed a live fish, and you’re not certain if you’re enjoying the experience.
There’s no such thing as `one, true way’; the only answers worth having are the ones you find for yourself; leave the world better than you found it. Love, freedom, and the chance to do some good — th...
The willpower to do anything would come, the songs and writings said, if the motive was pure.
The night-sylphs, all of them, were armed with what looked like swords of glass. The pixies and the tiny ones were armed too, if not with knives and miniature swords , then with their own long claws....
Suddenly my palms were damp and I was more nervous than I’d been facing down that Mage. After all, the only thing he could do was kill me horribly. These people…they could make me look stupid.
Stories ain’t about the feller what wrote ’em, even if he pertends they are. They don’ even hev t’be true to be right! Stories are ’bout what they make you feel. If’n they make you feel good, an’ make...
One never bothers to think about growing old as one is growing older. Then suddenly it is there, looming in your face.
My strength is as the strength of ten, because my heart is pure. Pure what, I don’t think I want to know.
I'm not out to disturb anybody's faith. I happen to be happy and comfortable with a belief system that has a dual deity and operates on a lunar schedule. It suits my needs. If you happen to be happy a...
I believe that I shall become a curmudgeon. Then at least I can complain, and it will be expected of me.
Healer Myrim made no attempt to conceal the fact that Orthallen's treachery had not surprised her. Nor did she conceal that his demise gave her a certain grim satisfaction. But then, she might well be...
Elves - You can't live with them and there's just no resale value.
Better, I thought, not to touch at all than to touch and bring hurt upon myself and others. Better to do nothing than to make a move and have it be the wrong one. But even deciding to not touch or to...
Anyone who thought this would be a weak point in the manor's defenses would have a rude surprise, shortly before coming down with a serious case of death.
Always seeing a child as the innocent left you open to not seeing when the child was scheming to take you down. It