It felt good to be the one holding the blade; the role reversal gave him a much desired feeling of control.

If there’s a zeppelin, it’s alternate history. If there’s a rocketship, it’s science fiction. If there are swords and/or horses, it’s fantasy. A book with swords and horses in it can be turned into science...

[Gonturan] is a true friend, but a friend with thoughts of her own, and the thoughts of others are dangerous.

A shy smile, strong arms, clever fingers, and two sure swords. What more could any woman want?

Was that you, Pooky Bear?

The pale sword came shivering through the air

The pen is mightier than the sword unless it’s a real sword in which case the guy with the pen should run away fast.

As I stated earlier, I do not believe there is anything inherently wrong with even the most overused elements of epic fantasy. Magic swords, dragons, destined heroes — even dark lords and ultimate evils can...

Sword and words—same letters, and same ability to cut down.

You can’t give her that!’ she screamed. ‘It’s not safe!’IT’S A SWORD, said the Hogfather. THEY’RE NOT MEANT TO BE SAFE.’She’s a child!’ shouted Crumley.IT’S EDUCATIONAL.’What if she cuts herself?’THAT WILL BE AN IMPORTANT LESSON.

One misspoken word and the world will no longer know you. Mark Andrew Ramsay

The answer to enemies who heal annoyingly fast is always, always decapitation. That is why swords will never go out of style.

We need knew knights, but without swords.

Dark, primitive magic. Swords Against Death.

By Hays’ reasoning, penetrating a rectum with a penis is a violation of how God meant humans to function. However, penetrating a human body with a sword, a common way to kill people in biblical...

The gods hate those who plan badly, and help those with good friends, good swords, and good sense.

I love family reunions. Maybe next year we could pass out samurai swords.

Nobody can tell you about that sword all that there is to be told of it; for those that know of those paths of Space on which its metals once floated, till Earth caught them...

I wish I could grow swords like I can roses. Wouldn’t war be so romantic then? Then the U.S. could really show the world how much it loves it.

They fought because they loved the dance, and the weight of a sword in their hands. The clash and spark of metal and hiss of flame was like music written just for them. They fought...

Men and swords. My father said that if you put any able-bodied man, no matter how peaceful, into a room with a sword and a practice dummy and leave him alone, eventually the man would...

Poison!” Grover yelped. “Don’t let those things touch you or…””Or we’ll die?” I guessed.”Well…after you shrivel slowly to dust, yes.””Let’s avoid the swords,” I decided.

Words are not swords.