I'd teach them to read and to dream and to look at the stars and wonder. I'd teach them the value of imagination. I'd teach them to play every bit as hard as they worked. And I'd teach them that all the brains in the world can't compensate for love.

Basque and Celt. Criminals and barbarians. I didn't think there could be a more primitive pairing of genes.

You are what you are. Deal with it or change.

Moth to a flame I follow.

It‘s funny how, when things seem the darkest, moments of beauty present themselves in the most unexpected places.

Mac: "It's not the sidhe-seers." He stopped and went very still. JZB: "Who is it?" Mac: "The MacKeltars." He was silent a long moment. Then he began to laugh, softly. JZB: "Well played, Ms. Lane." Mac: "I had a good teacher." JZB: "The best. Hop on one foot, Ms. Lane." Mac and Barrons

We will K‘Vruck the world.