It doesn't matter if I'm only to be gone four days, as in this case; I take six months' supply of reading material everywhere. Anyone who needs further explication of this eccentricity can find it use...
If you wish, I shall go personally to your City and knock together the heads of Perlith and Galooney.
But the uproar this caused was nothing compared with the uproar when Katronia noticed [Rosie] had also cut her eyelashes. Various negotiations (including, finally, such desperate measures as supposing...
There was an idea much beloved and written about by this country’s philosophers that magic had to do with negotiating the balance between earth and air and water; which is to say that things with legs...
At four o’clock in the morning, when the world is full of magic, things may be safely said that may not be uttered at any other time, so long as the person who listens believes in the same kind of mag...
What you describe is how it happens to everyone: magic does slide through you, and disappear, and come back later looking like something else. And I'm sorry to tell you this, but where your magic live...
They could at least part with love. It was like Tor to make the gesture; her father, for all his kindness, was too proud—or too much a king; and she was too proud, or too bitter, or too young.
There was a long pause while she hated everyone impartially: Tor for behaving like a farmer's son whose pet chicken has just been insulted; her father, for being so immovably kingly; and Perlith for b...
One day she told them, when you have retired, you will go to live with a family who will love you for your beauty and nothing more, and if you're very lucky there will be children, and the children wi...
Mathin had taught her patience, and she had known all of her life how to be stubborn.
Majid gave me a brief dazzling golden stare and then half-lidded his eyes again. I know when my life is being threatened.
It's kind of interesting you're driving a car big enough for a wolfhound and a mastiff to get in the back of today, I said.And a greyhound, a dark brown bear, and a brindle utility vehicle, said Jill....
It was too important a matter, this talking to people, and listening to them, to do it lightly or often.
It was of grey stone, huge block set on block;but it caught the sunlight like a dolphin's back at dawn.
I wondered what you'd have on the side with a plate of Deep Fried Anxiety. Pickles? Coleslaw? Potato-strychnine mash?
Golden arrow? And what would we do with a golden arrow? Give it to Alan for a lute string? I could hang it around my neck on a chain, perhaps, and let it stab me in the ribs when I tried to sit.
Friends you will have need of, for in you two worlds meet. There is no one on both sides with you, so you must learn to take your own counsel; and not to fear what is strange, if you know it also to b...
Charlie is one of the big good guys in my universe.
But the world turns, and even legends change; and somewhere there is a border, and sometime, perhaps, someone will decide to cross it, however well guarded with thorns it may be.
There remained a strange formality between them, and her pleasure in his presence felt too much like missing him had felt during the last week.