You'd never killed anyone. Then you had.

Why did becoming accustomed to something have to render its pleasures stale.

Dave hung up. And unplugged the phone. With a fierce and bitter pain he stared at it, watching how, over and over again, it didn't ring.

Unless the perfidious wolves have the temerity to disobey the High King's plans, we should meet Shalhassan's forces by the Latham in mid-wood with the wolves between us. If they aren't,' Diarmuid concluded, 'we blame anyone and everything except the plan.

Do you know the wish of your heart?" - The Darkest Road

A hand fought best when it made a fist.

The deeds of men, as footprints in the desert. Nothing under the circling moons is fated to last. Even the sun goes down.