The two of them just sort of clicked, like old friends who’d just met. Friends-at-first-sight, if there was such a thing.
Of course, but certainly our lord could wait until morning. That’s why he makes new ones every day.
Losing leaves a bitter taste that lingers long after the sweetness of victory has been forgotten.
Life is all about conflict. The pursuit of happiness—that’s life, not the achievement. It’s all about the journey, my friend.
It was like waiting for the sunrise and a chicken to hatch— if the sun marked the end of the world and the chicken was an all-devouring demon. —THE BOOK OF BRIN
I want to know how long we have before he rises. If I cut off his head, will he stay down longer?The servant rolled his eyes. He’s not getting up! You killed him.My Tetlin ass! That’s a god. Gods don’...
I just want to say, for the record, as far as Royal protectors go, you're not very good.It's my first day, Royce replied dryly.And already I am trapped in a timeless prison. I shudder to think what mi...
And if you can't trust an ancient talking tree, what was the point of having one?
If you can’t trust an ancient talking tree, what was the point of having one?
You realize the moment you dropped that book, we stopped being partners, Royce said. Oh yeah-you’re right. Huh. I should have left you for dead after all. What’s the real reason? Just before we starte...
Wouldn't matter, Suri said. Regardless where you're born, the world has a way of finding you and ruining everything.
Right. And our first job is to teach her to give a speech on the Grand Balcony in three days.That does not sound too difficult. Has she done much public speaking?Amilia forced a smile. A week ago she...
My name isn’t Shirley.
Just—don’t—move, Guy said with his hands spread out in front of him. He looked as if he were trying to catch a wild horse, and did not advance, dismount, or draw his sword.Just then the portcullis dro...
We’d get out of it. She stared at the huge bell for a moment and then added, I hate the sound of that bell. A gusty breeze rustled the leaves and threw a lock of hair in her face. She brushed it back...
You don’t win battles with hate. Anger and hate can make you brave, make you strong, but they also make you stupid.
Their business was profitable but ugly. Just another game he played in a world where heroes were legends and honor was a myth.
The more you know about the past, the easier it is to divine the future.
The 2XL shirt was still too small, leaving an exposed band of pale skin muffining out of his jeans.
That living has no value - it's what you do with life that gives it worth.