What was a book? Not just ink and fiber and stitchery: a series of processes. To a wizard, it was not a static object–but a human thought caught and bound, made concrete through sacred technology....

She was alive. She was alive, and she had found her power — or it had found her.Tomorrow’s problems she’d take care of tomorrow.

You know,” he said, “every time a vampire says he doesn’t believe in lycanthropes, a werewolf bursts into flames.

Some would say a whore don’t have no expectation of Heaven. I’d say, if she gives value for cash, she’s got a better shot at God’s blessing than your average banker. Jesus loved Mary Magdalene....

The Devil can quote scripture, after all. And monsters can say “please” and “thank you” same as any mother’s son.

Opinions are like kittens,” he commented. “People are always giving them away.

Every one of us is a minor tragedy. Most of us learn to cope.

She said, “You’re a warrior. So how do you kill without rage?””In compassion. Because of necessity.” Hrahima set the empty water bowl back in Samarkar’s hands. “The same way you carry water.

If you could disagree with kings, were gods so far above?