Where instinct fails, intellect must venture.
He's Gandalf on crack and an IV of Red Bull, with a big leather coat and a .44 revolver in his pocket.
You think this is going to work? This peaceful summit thing?โ โSure,โ I said. After a second, I added, โProbably.โ โProbably?โ โMaybe,โ I said. โWeโre down to maybe now?โ I shrugged. โWeโll see.
Lies. Mab cannot change who you are.
You can't plan for everything or you never get started in the first place.
The only good thing about having your back to the wall is that it makes it really easy to choose which way you're going to go.