Spook: No, I'm not troubled. In fact, I actually think everything is going to be all right. Finally.

You could be writing the book that changes your life.

I love to do what I do. So, I do work long hours.

When men fought, they connected. You became brothers as you traded blows.

Why did they believe? Because they saw miracles. Things one man took as chance, a man of faith took as a sign. A loved one recovering from disease, a fortunate business deal, a chance meeting with a long lost friend. It wasn't the grand doctrines or the sweeping ideals that seemed to make believers out of men. It was the simple magic in the world around them.

You're a mean old man, Your Grace." "And that is the way it should be." Roial informed. "Mean young men are trivial, and kindly old men boring. Here, let me get us something to drink.

I have no idea what you just said, child,' Breeze said. 'So I'm simply going to pretend it was coherent, then move on.