Do you seek to bribe Death? Zane asked, half angry and two-thirds curious.
Bink knew the dolphin only from old pictures; it was a kind of magic fish that breathed air instead of water.
Facile
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...
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...
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!
It is the man who can’t be trusted who does not trust others because he judges them by himself.
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!
At first I was exhilarated by my freedom from the responsibility of the kingship. This lasted about seven minutes. I was also depressed by my freedom from marriage, for I had become accustomed to the...
Incongruous
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 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...
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.
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...
Every person professes to love good and hate evil, but in his actions his real preferences emerges.
Enough , you hens! Niobe exploded. It's tentative!Lachesis snorted As tentative as a pregnancy,girl!
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...