A harp can be a dangerous as a sword, in the right hands.

You've got a bold tongue, little man. One day, someone is like to cut it out and make you eat it.

"Come at once," she had written to him. "Help me. Save me. I need you now as I have never needed you before. I love you. I love you. I love you. Come at once"

If there are gods, why is the world so full of pain and injustice?' 'Because of men like you.

It was a cruel fate, Yet not so cruel as Mago's will be. I promise you that, by the old gods and the new, by the lamb god and the horse god and every god that lives. I swear by the Mother of Mountains and the Womb of the World. Before I am done with them, Mago and Ko Jhaqo will plead for the mercy they showed Eroeh.

What do we say to the Lord of Death?" "Not today.

When I am writing best, I really am lost in my world. I lose track of the outside world. I have a difficult time balancing between my real world and the artificial world.