«Siempre he preferido las noches sin luna. A oscuras es más fácil hablar. Es más fácil ser uno mismo»—Denna.

So much was so easy. Glamour was second nature. It was just making folk see what they wanted to see. Fooling folk was as simple as singing. Tricking folk and telling lies, it was like...

More or less. You have to be a bit of a liar to tell a story the right way. Too much truth confuses the facts. Too much honesty makes you sound insincere.

Auri,” I asked slowly, “are you joking with me?”She looked up and grinned. “Yes I am,” she said proudly. “Isn’t it wonderful?

We know how it ends practically before it starts. That´s why stories appeal to us. They give us the clarity and simplicity our real lives lack”.

I am no poet. I do not love words for the sake of words. I love words for what they can accomplish. Similarly, I am no arithmetician. Numbers that speak only of numbers are of...

…If there’s one thing I’m well versed in it’s my own good qualities.

She was not vain enough to work her will against the world. But she could use the things the world had given her.

It’s quite enough to have a secret. Anything more would be greedy.

There can be many opinions on a thing, but there is only one truth.”Vashet smiled lazily. “And if the pursuit of the truth was my goal, that would concern me.” She gave a long yawn,...

She took another step. The simple motion of her moving leg was like a dance, the unexaggerated shifting of her hip entrancing as a fire. The arch of her bare foot said more of sex...

Then I played the song that hides in the center of me. That wordless music that moves through the secret places in my heart. I played it carefully, strumming it slow and low into the...

Pride is always a better lever against the nobility than reason.

When you love something, you have to make sure it loves you back, or you’ll bring about no end of trouble chasing it.

I shook again, tasted plum, and suddenly the words were pouring out of me.”She said I sang before I spoke. She said when I was just a baby she had the habit of humming when...

What? No defense? Any student of mine must be able to defend his ideas against an attack. No matter how you spend your life, your wit will defend you more often than a sword. Keep...

There are times when the mind is dealt such a blow it hides itself in insanity. While this may not seem beneficial, it is. There are times when reality is nothing but pain, and to...

Lies are simpler, and most of the time they make better sense.

use.

A woman who goes around wearing a knife is obviously looking for trouble.” She reached deep into her pocket and brought out a long, slender piece of metal, glittering all along one edge. “However a...

The point isn’t to win the game. The point is to play a beautiful game. (paraphrased)

Elodin pointed down the street. “What color is that boy’s shirt?””Blue.””What do you mean by blue? Describe it.”I struggled for a moment, failed. “So blue is a name?””It is a word. Words are pale shadows...

It’s like everyone tells a story about themselves inside their own head. Always. All the time. That story makes you what you are. We build ourselves out of that story.

Patience and propriety. It was the only graceful thing to do.

I realize that I cannot say enough. So. Since I cannot say enough, at least I will avoid saying to much”.