I do not deal with denizens of the lower planes,
I am writing my story, she said. We all are. I want my story to be wide.
He turned with Wulfgar to leave, but the door burst in before them. Nice blade, elf! said Bruenor Battlehammer, standing in a puddle of seawater.
He turned with Wulfgar to leave, but the door burst in before them. Nice blade, elf! said Bruenor Battlehammer, standing in a puddle of seawater. He tossed the magical scimitar to Drizzt. Find a name...
Glory brings fame, and fame brings jealousy, and jealousy brings danger.
Every day is a chance to start over. Any day can be bad, surely, but any day can be good, can be great, and that promise, that potential, is a beautiful thing indeed.
Cook another feast,' Bruenor grumbled. 'Suren the elf has his eye fixed on another wedding.Drizzt let it go at that. Maybe there was a ring of truth in Bruenor's words for some distant date. No longer...
A man who lives a lie will soon enough be consumed by it,
Verybody has an imagination. There’s the construction worker who can close his eyes and imagine a Hawaiian vacation. There’s the corporate executive with visions of that next big promotion. There’s th...
The true warrior understands that while one is learning how to use a sword,
The end, to a preacher’s ultimate sorrow, the choice of a god is a personal one, and
Snarled,
One should also be learning why and when to use a sword. To grant the power of a weapon master to anyone at all,
More than survive, my son, as I have survived. Live! Be true to the callings in your heart.
A third had died in his bunk of natural causes—for a dagger in the heart quite naturally ends one’s life.
When you live with death so close, you come to appreciate life all the more.
We've dug our holes and hallowed caves Put goblin foes in shallow graves This day our work is just begun In the mines where silver rivers runBeneath the stone the metal gleams Torches shine on silver...
We all are prisoners at one time or another in our lives, prisoners to ourselves or to the expectations of those around us.
We - at least we of sincere character - always judge ourselves by stricter standards than we expect others to abide by.
To say, then, that I would never again slay a drow, purely because they and I are of the same physical heritage, strikes me now as wrong, as simply racist. To place the measure of a living being's wor...