I didn't raise Todd to be a writer, but he happened to be one anyway

Make no judgments where you have no compassion.

Your music can be played easily and well by any half-stringed harper or fumble-fingered idiot. Not that I'm maligning your songs. It's just that they're an entirely different kettle of fish-to use a seamanly metaphor-to Domick's. Don't you judge your songs against his standard! More people have already listened to your melodies and liked them than will ever hear Domick's, much less like them.

But Ship Who Sang remains my favorite story. I really rocked folks with that and still cannot read it aloud myself without weeping at the end

Fear has its uses but cowardice has none.

My eyes are green, my hair is silver and I freckly; the rest is subject to change without notice.

People have freaked out when I tell them that my dragons are scientifically based... what else can you call a genetically engineered life form?