Why is there ever this perverse cruelty in humankind, that makes us hurt most those we love best?

It's funny, because in deference to conventional wisdom, I spent my struggling writer years trying to suppress my naturally baroque literary voice and write clean, spare prose. I finally gave up and embraced my baroque tendencies when I wrote the Kushiel series.

For this too I learned, that a storyteller's tale may end, but history goes on always. These events, so distant in legend, play a part in shaping the very events we witness about us, each and every day.

It is not everyday that one learns an entire militia has sworn unbeknownest to obey you

Night breeds its own sort of anticipation.

Stand at the crossroads if you will, but if you'll not choose, I'll move on without you

Truly, it is in loss that we learn a thing's true value.