Lucivar winced. "She guzzled half the flask — and it wasn't one of his home brews, it was the concoction you created." Jaenelle’s eyes widened. “You let her drink a ‘gravedigger’?” “No no no,” Wilhelmina said, shaking her head. “You shouldn’t ever drink a gravedigger until he’s had a bath.” She smiled placidly when Jaenelle and Lucivar just stared at her. “Mother Night,” Lucivar muttered. “Do you know that song?” Wilhelmina asked Jaenelle.
Anne BishopLet your heart travel lightly. Because what you bring with you becomes part of the landscape.
Anne BishopNot fault of teaching spider if little spider pay more attention to catching fly than doing lesson.
Anne BishopWhen a man wears his pants that tight, they tend to pinch his balls, and that tends to pinch his temper.
Anne BishopIt is easier to kill than to heal. It is easier to destroy than to preserve. It is easier to tear down than to build. Those who feed on destructive emotions and ambitions and deny the responsibilities that are the price of wielding power can bring down everything you care for and would protect. Be on guard, always.
Anne Bishop