I don’t care how the sin ledger stands. There seem to be a number of artificial standards of good and evil that don’t really relate to true merit or demerit. Maybe the official system of classificatio...
Come try my strength, you dogs who thought to attack helpless prey! But when you do, O beasts of night, know that you face the Lord of Night. I am Death!
But one must go where one's road leads, even when it's a distressing road.
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...
Be what you are; it is better that way.--Dolph
All true art stems from the depths of the unconscious mind.
There was nothing but mutual mischief.
Incongruous
Eclectic
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.
She would have to ride the nightmare in her sleep. Only that would keep it material, or enable her to dematerialize with it.
She looked around. Oh, I've just got to hug somebody! You! And she hugged Puck, the little ghost horse. And you. She hugged Pook, and Peek, and even the nose of the moat monster. But not you, she deci...
Only in Xanth would parents see a dragon looming over their children and depart with confidence.
Not any more. Not according to Glory Goblin or Brontes the Cyclops. Imbri merely confirms that Hugo has perfected his talent, and is now a good deal smarter and handsomer than before. A woman has to b...
Man is the one creature on Earth who knows he will die, and that is an appalling intellectual burden.
Good intentions were not enough; they had to be rationally implemented.
But the centaurs ran the wrong way, back toward
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...
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...
Why did things have to be so complicated with human beings?...Yet if we were not what we were, creatures with at least the awareness of purpose and honor, what would we be? Empty knights in armor, see...