See the inlay? Three moons, one for each of our gods, over an oak which represents the mighty forests of the north, a shock of wheat for the Plainsmen to the south, a ship for...

A weapon needs a wielder; it should not be permitted to start its own fights.””You are not my wielder; you are naught, a forgotten ghost, not even a memory.””Maybe, but you are still a weapon.

I know what you’re doing, Jace, and it’s not going to work.”Jace and Charlie.

Respect the dead, learn from them, do not follow or avenge them.

Don’t worry Stephen. The sproggers will care for her” Bob told him before letting out a spine shivering sinister laugh.

I could have drowned today. If they hadn’t been screaming my name so loudly and if I hadn’t woken up, I would have drowned.

There are demons within. And they’re the deadliest kind.

Seek Knowledge, Protect Knowledge, Share Knowledge.

Not as much as your endless questions.

But this was no ordinary chicken. This chicken was evil manifest.

there are people all over the world who carry the mermaid inside them, that otherworldly beauty and longing and desire that made her reach for heaven when she lived in the darkness of the sea.

She’s only a girl. What kind of men are you?”Dead ones?’ asked Drith, who yanked the door open and put her sword through Narses’ throat.

Who holds Wayfinder finds good roads,Its master’s step is brisk;The Sword of Wisdom lightens loadsBut adds unto their risk.

The dominoes of fate are falling down as we are speaking, and Ferriar knows what will happen when the last one crashes down.

Aurions-Nous échoué ? Au premier jour, Nous avons décidé de sceller la magie pour créer une nouvelle ère de paix pour les Hommes. Nos pouvoirs ont, depuis lors, été emprisonnés dans de vulgaires pierres disséminées...

Looks like my superpowers don’t come with automatic manicures, thank heaven. I hate long nails.

Goodbyes are sad, but they are temporary, because as hellos ends with goodbyes, so will goodbyes start with hellos.

Dreams are glimpses into life’s truths.

Fantasy fiction is essentially about the concept of power; great fantasy fiction is about people who find it at great cost or lose it tragically; mediocre fantasy fiction is about people who have it and...

I’m pretty much awake now.” (P) “The last time I said that, I passed out in the bathtub.” (I) “I remember that. Neil covered you with towels and said that he found a mermaid.” (P)...

He reflects on all the times he thought she wasn’t sure of her feelings for him, when perhaps she might’ve been taking a leisurely stroll across Elijah’s heart, leaving footprints behind that he’d never seen.

Even though we don’t admit it, every single one of us aspires to be like somebody, whether they live in the world today, within the bard’s lyrics, or on the pages in the Library

To be a good writer, become a good listener.

I can’t; it’s a golf cart.

IN MY DEFENSE, I didn’t mean to start the Apocalypse. It wasn’t just my personal aversion to oblivion; I had a clear financial motive: The end of the world is bad for business.

We forgive only that which requires forgiveness. To do otherwise is wasteful of grace.” — Laniel, Abbot of Bilkar the Furred

Once Errol righted himself into some semblance of horsemanship, they set off at an easy canter. That is, the other horses set off at a canter, while Errol’s horse settled into a teeth-shattering trot. After...

I stumble across the sea of tarmac, finding pavement, concealment and a brick wall. Palms brace against the scrubby surface. My stomach churns and then bubbles over, burning my throat as acrid yellow acid spills...

It was an alien place, as much inhuman as it was ungodly. There was no life in this place. It was a different world altogether.This world was dead.

C, it was like my breath was stolen. My heart seemed to merge with yours. When you came into my life, all I wanted was you. All I thought about was you. Your smile, your...

We must kill the guard before we can enter the palace.

Even though you distance yourself,you always look out for me,it makes me want to get into more trouble

I told you; I am Arianna, the Siren, your Guardian, and how is a Guardian supposed to do her job if she is clueless about the Guardianee?

You’re dead, son. Cheer is contraindicated.

We’ve seen firsthand the footprints of the Mordant’s treachery.

Don’t you just love children? If they’re not disappointing you, they’re dead.

Love being the only flower that opens and reaches for the light. Light will always come, because it longs to be reached for, and darkness is put away.

Souls were webs of light that contained the essence of a human’s life. Memories and loves, children and families. Every moment of life, pressing in

Light or Death!

I propose to speak about fairy-stories, though I am aware that this is a rash adventure. Faërie is a perilous land, and in it are pitfalls for the unwary and dungeons for the overbold.

Milcas raced out his door, anxious to find the answer to this riddle and discover the source of hope for a Roegan in Fargranther; the propellant of an unheard of, forgotten, impossible, and by all...

John had written that normal fantasy (“normal” in the T.S. Kuhn sense) was written for the moderately educated class suffering from ennui. It was for folks stuck doing dull, repetitive work, growing old while not...

I am the Merlin, bane of the Vale, terror of the four lands. I am chaos and shadows, the last of my people.

Friendship is just love that has yet to sprout wings and take flight.

Tori gazed out on the calm Ancific Ocean across which, incredibly, she would be taking a coach.

She understood she was far from perfect, but to even imagine that Jesus could step off the throne of heaven to die for someone so small and full of sin, it was hard to understand

You fill my soul with hope and love.Together, we will remain through the heavens above.One soul, together. For always and forever…

Being pregnable is no good. No good at all. Like growing a bitter melon in your belly.

it’s through the simple things in life, through its games, when our minds mature the most and we grow knowledgeable. It’s also when the cloth masks of our outer, false personalities are torn asunder, and...

Just remember who you are… The world will try to change you into someone else. Don’t let them. That’s the best advice anyone can give you.