Respect is a really powerful magic too, you know.

How do you explain plastic to a medieval forest bard?

Trust not in Sprites nor the motivations of a Gnome.

Wisdom cannot be stolen – it can only be shared.

Respect is a kind of magic too, you know.

It is a fool of a shepherd who culls his dogs.

There is no such thing as helplessness. It’s just another word for giving up.

In the world of your story, your outline is like the Ten Commandments. Unfortunately, your characters are all Atheists.

She was every inch the skeletal goddess that had been promised by the bones of her feet.

Boys forget what their country means by just reading ‘The Land of the Free’ in history books. Then they get to be men. They forget even more. Liberty’s too precious a thing to be buried...

You can’t believe everything people tell you – not even if those people are your own brain.

Your king is SUPPOSED to explode? What kind of government system is that?