Soon never comes soon enough to a young child.

Like a falling star, he descended on the Tarbh Cró, a Cassiline berserker, his sword biting and slashing like a silver snake.

There are patterns which emerge in one's life, circling and returning anew, an endless variation on a theme. So musicians say the greatest sonatas are composed; whether or not it is true, I do not know, but of a surety I have seen it emerge in the tapestry of my life.

Grief heals ... unshed tears fester like a canker in the soul.

We are meant to taste of life ... and drink the cup of it to the dregs, bitter and sweet alike.

To have a traitor for an ally is to have an enemy in waiting

Well, I was living it, but a shared dream half-lived is a hollow thing