Are you sure I can’t mend a shirt or darn a sock for you in trade? Anything?””You can quit your yammerin’ and carry this table downstairs so I can get back to minding my own...

With no sums to keep his conscience at bay, the black book loomed large, creeping into his line of sight.He scanned the room for something else to do. The harness still needed work. And he’d...

Read. Everything you can get your hands on. Read until words become your friends. Them when you need to find one, they will jump into your mind, waving their hands for you to pick them....

Archers stood together, no matter what. Not even frilly-smelling laundry could tear them apart.

. . . if you can’t see the good man he is, you need to unscrew them eyeballs of yours and try on a different pair.

If you want to protect me, prayer is just as powerful a weapon as that gun you carry.

Why was it that thoughts and plans always made more sense when confined to one’s mind than when they exited one’s mouth?