Pride makes a man, it drives him, it is the shield wall around his reputation... Men die, they said, but reputation does not die.

There are seasons of our lives when nothing seems to be happening, when no smoke betrays a burned town or homestead and few tears are shed for the newly dead. I have learned not to trust those times, because if the world is at peace then it means someone is planning war.

So far it's 43 books in 25 years.

Life is a jest of the Gods and there is no justice. You must learn to laugh… or else you'll weep yourself to death.

I'll happily mentor anyone who wants mentoring, and most of that goes on by internet rather than face to face.

Pride makes a man, it drives him, it is the shield wall around his reputation... Men die, they said, but reputation does not die.

The bards sing of love, they celebrate slaughter, they extol kings and flatter queens, but were I a poet I would write in praise of friendship.