He was stupid. If I killed everyone who was stupid, I wouldn't have time to sleep.
Does anyone in this land act like they're supposed to?
When in doubt, the mage Numair Salmalin had taught the pages, Shoot the wizard.
Someday I must read this scholar Everyone. He seems to have written so much--all of it wrong.
Stefan spat. Oh, aye, he fell. O' course, Master Ralon helped him fall, several times. Poor li'l tyke didn't have a chance.
Stefan shook his head. , he thought.
It's been interesting, Frostpine said casually. I wanted Daja to get some experience of other smiths'-and other mages'- ways of doing things, if only so she can see mine is best.
I told Ersken, Lately it's been like living on the knife's edge, never knowing which side I'll fall off onErsken clapped me on the shoulder as we stepped into the street. Cheer up, Beka. Maybe you wer...
Gods curse it, Kel, you heard what he said!I heard a fart, Kel said grimly. You know where those come from. Let it go. -Faleron and Kel
It's harder to heal than it is to kill.
We'll be chopped up before you can say 'King Maggot'.
This may be my only chance to see humans before these two are made into fertilizer for Moonwind's rosebushes.
My dear, why send Aly to wait on us? he wanted to know. I know you were busy with your domestic arrangements, but surely one of the girls with experience waiting on the nobility would have served.He s...
Mithros's spear, Kel! he exclaimed. When did you turn into a real girl?You said she was a girl already, muttered one of his cousins...But not a girl-girl, with a chest and all! protested Owen....I've...
George looked at her for a long moment. Finally he replied, And why do you find it so hard to think someone might like you and want to do things for you?
Didn't they realize that the only way to change things was to act?
I come from a dysfunctional family, so my views of parents and parenting used to be highly mixed.
What people tell me they take away from my books is that they can shape their lives, they can achieve their own dreams. And certainly that's what I want them to take away.
Corus lay on the southern bank of the Oloron River, towers glinting in the sun. The homes of wealthy men lined the river to the north; tanners, smiths, wainwrights, carpenters, and the poor clustered...
You know something? There are sandstorms that strip man and horse and bury them — I've seen them. I saw bones piled higher than my head for the folly of a bad king and those who wanted his throne. I l...