Wars are won in the will.

In the depth a light will grow,A silver shine no shadows know, Like wings unfolding in the sky,That circle ’round a gleaming eye,Turning darkness all away,Even depths will know their day,For every shadow has its...

Mithorden said it well,” she said finally. “It’s worshipping death. They say they follow light. But, in the end, they’re really following desolation, division, the end of things. You should hear their prophecies — war,...

Someone smashed a flutterfler and without even thinking she touched her Stone and used Wyrd to piece its broken body back together. She filled its empty vessels with dreams and it became the stuff it...

To be me is to be different…

I would rather live than die. I would rather die than survive as a monster.

Othalas: Words. What are they but shadows on a page or howling on the wind? They are as ever-changing as the mists below us and it is just as easy to lose sense of yourself...

Mithorden: ‘We become what we do, Zalos.

If Christ taught us anything it is this — not to let our fear of death keep us from doing the good thing.

We must be careful what we imagine, fear, or hope for. The echoes of our thought live on in eternity.

Mithorden: ‘He was brilliant, yes, but ready to laugh at himself when he made mistakes. You may not believe it, but he made mistakes often.’Luthiel: ‘Why?’ She choked around her tears.Mithorden: ‘Because he tried to...

Vanye: You’re asking me to kill you.Luthiel: I’m asking you to save her.

There are very few things that live in both this world and the world of dreams. Most are gods, angels and demons. The Stone you hold was made by Vlad Valkire the son of an...

A genius is someone who takes a complex thing and makes it look simple. An academic does the opposite.

If I could make a dream real, I would not kill anything unless it could never be changed at heart.

A song she heardOf cold that gathersLike winter’s tongueAmong the shadowsIt rose like blacknessIn the skyThat on volcano’sVomit riseA Stone of ruinFrom burn to chillLike black moonriseHer voice fell still…

I’d say we’re all just ghosts on a wire seeking the prick of an electric thought.

Silent. So it should be. You have no place in this world, Luthiel. And there is no other.’ Zalos reached out and lifted a few strands of her hair. ‘Bright songs and the magic of...

How can I judge?” she said at last. “To me, he is a hero. To the world a monster.” She let her head fall into her arms and started crying quietly. “I miss him! Curse...

Dominance. Control. These things the unjust seek most of all. And so it is the duty of the just to defy dominance and to challenge control.

Writers shouldn’t fear criticism. Instead, they should fear silence. Criticism is healthy. It gets people thinking about your work and, even better, it gets them talking and arguing. But as for silence — it is...

You or I might think that at least one would show courage and put up a fight. But neither you nor I have suffered as they, and even we have born witness in silence to...

Leowin: Don’t worry Luthiel. ‘Truth’s existence never depended upon belief.

Luthiel: I cannot change what will happen. I can only change how I act in the face of it.

It has been often said that writing is 99 percent perspiration and 1 percent inspiration. In my experience, this is true. But, in my opinion, it is useless without that 1 percent. It’s like an...

Is there magic in this world? Certainly! But it is not the kind of magic written about in fantasy stories. It is the kind of magic that comes from ideas and the hard work it...

May your feet ever walk in the light of two suns… and may the moonshadow never fall on you…

To all those women — strong enough to be heroes; fair enough to be ladies. This song is for you.

In my experience, nothing worthwhile has ever really been all that easy. But it certainly has been worthwhile regardless how difficult it seemed.

Rise, Luthiel, in the name of love you came and in the name of love I crown you!

Without realizing what she was doing and more on an impulse than anything else, she leaned forward and kissed him. It was a simple, yet firm kiss and she pulled back after only a moment....

Courage is not the absence of fear or despair; it is the capacity to continue on despite them, no matter how great or overwhelming they become.

It is the curse of the powerful to be blind to their own faults.

Zalos: ‘The world is full of massive things in motion. Little creatures get hurt.