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.
This book started like this.My son, who is called Michael or Mike these days, but was Mikey back then, was angry at me. I'd said one of those things that parents say, like «isn't it time you were in b...
Things bloosom in their time. They bud and bloom, blossom and fade. Everything in its time.
They will fall. Soon they will fall and the star people will meet the earth people. There will be heroes among them, and men who will slay monsters and bring knowledge, but none of them will be gods....
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 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 is nothing to be frightened of, said the Rajah. Very few tigers are man-eaters.But I am, said the tiger.You might be lying, said the Rajah.I might be, said the tiger. But I'm not.
There is no end. It is simply the end of the old times, Loki, and the beginning of the new times. Rebirth always follows death.
There are so many fragile things, after all. People break so easily, and so do dreams and hearts.
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 really important thing to be was yourself, just as hard as you could.
The paradigms were shifting. He could feel it. The old world, a world of infinite vastness and illimitable resources and future, was being confronted by something else—a web of energy, of opinions, of...
The marquis stared at Richard, openly amused. What a refreshing mind you have, young man, he said. There really is nothing quite like total ignorance, is there?
The gods we prayed to when we were young used up their time so long ago. They cannot answer anymore.They never liked us, did they?Gods don't like. They love, they hate, they ignore...
The fallen autumn leaves were slick beneath Bod's feet, and the mists blurred the edges of the world. Nothing was as clean-cut as he had thought it, a few minutes before.