I’m pretty much a cat that way. Scratch my stomach, and I’ll purr at you, but I’ll want to gut you with my claws even more than if you’d ignored me.
It was only after they had left the bridge and its gaurdian far behind that Theo realized he had left Tansy's telephone-brooch in the pocket of his jacket. He had no plans to go back for it, of course...
In a hole, in a hole. Skodi piped, . . . in the ground, in a hole, where the wet-nosed mole sings a song of cold stone, and of mud and gray bone, a quiet, small song all the chill, dark night long as...
If your enemy comes to speak bearing a sword, open your door to him and speak, but keep your own sword at hand. If he comes to you empty-handed, greet him the same way. But if he comes to you bearing...
I like people, see, I really do. I just don’t like them much close up.
He was a figurehead - an aging CEO of his own family who only showed up for the board meetings and wondered how so much got done without him.
He shouldn't have had to die.Nobody should have to die, Miriamele said slowly. Especially while they're still alive.
Go down. It seemed obvious. You have to go down before you can come out - that's how these things always work.
Existen muchas clases de prisiones.Jarnauga
A part of me, of course, was reminding myself over and over and over again that I should never have tried to lie to the higher angels of the Ephorate. Hubris, the Greeks called that. A dumbshit move,...
Tunnel into Ocher Bar, the long cavern below the Counting Room.
Strange days are upon us. Tradition served us, but now it shackles us.
But sometimes when things go very wrong and even the highest are frightened, innocence is not enough for salvation.
You took your shot. It didn’t work out. Now you get to do laundry. That’s what life is shaped like.
You dog! she said, so loud that half the crowded tavern turned to watch. A few days past the walls of the inner keep and you think your pizzle has turned to solid silver? At least when Nevin Hewney fa...
Yes, look, said Martine. The Other has played his knight.
When you stopped to think about it, he reflected, there weren’t many things in life one truly needed. To want too much was worse than greed: it was stupidity—a waste of precious time and effort. The
Were all these castle folk in their ornate finery no more than confused souls hiding inside costumes, as the hard shells of snails protected the helpless, naked things that lived within them?
Welcome, Simon, to the world of those who are every day condemned to thinking and wondering and never ever knowing with certainness.
There were more problems with solitude than just being horny and bored. If you didn't have anyone to talk to for days on end, you didn't have anyone to let you know whether you were going nuts or not.