New rule: every fantasy author who doesn't treat horses like tireless hairy motorcycles automatically gets a Hugo.

I like big books and I cannot lie. You other readers can’t deny That when a kid walks in with The Name of the Wind Like a hardbound brick of win. Story bling. Wanna swipe that thing Cause you see that boy is speeding Right through the book he’s reading. I’m hooked and I can’t stop pleading. Wanna curl up with that for ages, All thousand pages. Reviewers tried to warn me. But with that plot you hooked Me like Bradley. Ooh, crack that fat spine. You know I wanna make you mine. This book is stella ’cause it ain’t some quick novella.

This presents a serious question." They both looked at me. "What's that?" asked Lena. "Whether to start you off with a Doctor Who marathon or dive straight into Firefly.

Freedom of religion does not give you the right to physically or verbally assault people.

...bookstores, libraries... they're the closest thing I have to a church.

New rule: every fantasy author who doesn't treat horses like tireless hairy motorcycles automatically gets a Hugo.

That is a trial I must face," Veka said. "No, that is a multiheaded snake thing, Jig snapped.