Grief is not necessarily any prettier than death, and the grief-stricken do not wander like lambs grateful for the shepherd's guidance. They can be more like wounded wolves, snapping at those who woul...
When you steal from the library, you are preventing anyone else from reading that book, and the very notion makes me want to drop you in the Void.
But I have so much to learn! Zane cried plaintively. Then get to it, Death, she said, closing the door behind her.
Writers pay a lot of attention to wordage, because some publishers seem to care more about length than about quality and will automatically reject novels that don't fit their narrow standards of lengt...
Bink knew the dolphin only from old pictures; it was a kind of magic fish that breathed air instead of water.
The man glanced up. Hello. Tweeter tells me you’re Kody, a fellow Mundanian, newly arrived, and you want to compare notes. Uh, yes, in essence, Kody agreed, taken aback. All that from one tweet? Well,...
Polishing: a useful lesson for the hopeful writer. You say your tormented prose doesn’t read as well as mine? Neither does mine, at first!
Brevity did not mean inconsequence...
Do you seek to bribe Death? Zane asked, half angry and two-thirds curious.
Dor wondered whether, if he should ever happen to be a ghost for eight hundred years, zombies might begin to look good to him. He doubted it.
Evil can never touch the person who refuses to accept it.
There was nothing but mutual mischief.
It is the man who can’t be trusted who does not trust others because he judges them by himself.
William Henley put it: It matters not how strait the gate, How charged with punishments the scroll, I am the master of my fate; I am the captain of my soul.
But I've been dead much longer than I lived, and I have had the chance to educate myself in that that I lacked in life. I wasn't stupid when I lived, just ignorant. There's a lot to learn, simply by w...
She would have to ride the nightmare in her sleep. Only that would keep it material, or enable her to dematerialize with it.
Evil people relate more to the black pole. It's - this is not exact, of course, as the science of magic is as complex as the magic of electronics - it's like traveling past a mountain. The white pole...
All because he had tried to rescue a beautiful, vacuous girl from a dragon. In folklore, such a hero always received a most intriguing reward. In reality, the hero was as likely as not to find himself...
All true art stems from the depths of the unconscious mind.
Wenda's chest and hips shrank, her shoulders and arms turned muscular and her body became lean and hard where it had been rounded and soft. The hair of her head shortened drastically, and a mustache s...
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