Tristan and Yvaine were happy together. Not forever-after, for Time, the thief, eventually takes all things into his dusty storehouse, but they were happy, as these things go, for a long while
To absent friends, lost loves, old gods, and the season of mists; and may each and every one of us always give the devil his due.
Things like that, they're too vicious to die.
Things bloosom in their time. They bud and bloom, blossom and fade. Everything in its time.
They were waiting for me in the books and in stories, after all, hiding inside the twenty six characters and a handful of punctuation marks. These letters and words, when placed in the right order, wo...
They heard a distant rumbling, like thunder on the peaks, or mountains crumbling, or huge waves crashing to shore, and the earth shook with each rumble.My husband is coming home, said the giantess. I...
These letters and words, when placed in the right order, would conjure all manner of exotic beasts and people from the shadows, would reveal the motives and minds of insects and of cats. They were spe...
There,' said Wednesday, 'is one who does not have the faith and will not have the fun. Chesterton. Pagan indeed. So. Shall we go out onto the street, Easter my dear, and repeat the exercise? Find out...
There were things Thor did when something went wrong. The first thing he did was ask himself if what had happened was Loki’s fault. Thor pondered. He did not believe that even Loki would have dared to...
There was something empty at the bottom of all her words.
There was a hysteria in there, certainly, but there was also the exhaustion of someone who had managed, somehow, to believe several dozen impossible things in the last twenty-four hours, without ever...
There must be a Hell. A place for demons. A place for the damned. Hell is Heaven's reflection. Heaven's shadow. They define each other. There must be a Hell for without Hell, Heaven has no meaning.--R...
There are accounts that, if we open our hearts to them, will cut us too deeply.
The young woman was crying, in the way that grownups cry, keeping it inside as much as they can, and hating it when it still pushes out at the edges, making them ugly and funny-looking on the way.
The monsters in our cupboards and our minds are always there in the darkness, like mould beneath the floorboards and behind the wallpaper, and there is so much darkness, an inexhaustible supply of dar...
Some things may change, said Wednesday, abruptly. People, however... People stay the same.
Some skills can be attained by education, and some by practice, and some by time. Those skills will come if you study.
Silas continued, in his voice like velvet, You had parents. An older sister. They were killed. I believe that you were to have been killed as well, and that you were not was due to chance, and the int...
She's not dead. You didn't kill her, nor did the hunger birds, although they did their best to get to you through her. She's been given her ocean. One day, in its own time, the ocean will give her bac...
She took my hands in her, then, and squeezed them. 'But you stayed where you were meant to be, and you didn't listen to them. Well done. That's quality, that is,' and she sounded proud. In that moment...