A totally nondenominational prayer: Insofar as I may be heard by anything, which may or may not care what I say, I ask, if it matters, that I be forgiven for anything I may have done or failed to do w...
Don't wake me for the end of the world unless it has very good special effects.
What difference does it make whether you slay him or Horus slays him? He will be just as dead either way.Wakim pauses, apparently considering the matter, as if for the first time.This thing is missio...
He smelled the smells of commerce and listened to the cursing of the sailors, both of which he admired: the former, as it reeked of wealth, and the latter because it combined his two other chief preoc...
Good evening, Lord Corwin,' said the lean, cadaverous figure who rested against a storage rack, smoking his pipe, grinning around it.Good evening, Roger. How are things in the nether world?'A rat, a b...
He continued to move forward, skirting a pocket of radiation that had not died in the four years since last he had come this way.They came upon a place where the sands were fused into a glassy sea, an...
Good-bye and hello, as always.
If someone asks you why you're oppressing a world and you reply with a lot of poetic crap, no. I guess there can't be a meeting of minds.
They are doodlehums. Doodlehums?Antisocial individuals, intentional circumventors of statutes.Oh, hoodlums. Yes I guessed that much on my own. What can you tell me about them?Morton Zeemeister, he sai...
Besides, I like libraries. It makes me feel comfortable and secure to have walls of words, beautiful and wise, all around me. I always feel better when I can see that there is something to hold back t...
To paraphrase Oedipus, Hamlet, Lear, and all those guys, I wish I had known this some time ago.
Then you must reconcile yourself to the fact that something is always hurt by any change. If you do this, you will not be hurt yourself.
No word matters. But man forgets reality and remembers words.
Beyond the River of the Blessed, there we sat down, yea, we wept, when we remembered Avalon. Our swords were shattered in our hands and we hung our shields on the oak tree. The silver towers were fall...
I was not always that way, but perhaps the shadow Earth, where I spent so many years, mellowed me a bit, and maybe my hitch in the dungeons of Amber reminded me somewhat of the quality of human suffer...
The day of battle dawned pink as the fresh-bitten thigh of a maiden.
It was almost a mystical experience. I do not know how else to put it. My mind outran time as he neared, and it was as though I had an eternity to ponder the approach of this man who was my brother. H...
It would be an act of wisdom to depart immediately… but wisdom is itself the product of knowledge; and knowledge, unfortunately, is generally the product of foolish doings. So, to add to my own knowle...
First, a man may in some ways be superior to his fellows and still serve them, if together they serve a common cause which is greater than any one man. I believe that I serve such a cause, or I would...
Then the one called Raltariki is really a demon? asked Tak.Yes—and no, said Yama, If by 'demon' you mean a malefic, supernatural creature, possessed of great powers, life span and the ability to tempo...