Doctors couldn't be everywhere, so the Lord invented Vulcans. I thought you knew.

How am I supposed to save the universe with all this noise?!

A little science. A little magic. A little chicken soup.

Footsteps in the snow suggest where you have been, point to where you were going: but when they suddenly vanish, never dismiss the possibility of flight.

Sometimes we do not hear the Whisperer even at her loudest because she speaks in our own voice, the one we most often discount.

But even in your world it’s a byword. Men will fight bravely and be heroes, but for last-ditch defense against any odds… get a Mother.

A legend can just as well be founded in the future as in the past." "It's called a 'prophecy,'" Urruah said. "You may have heard of the concept.