Hope is a critical thing. Whithout it, we are nothing. Hope shapes will. The will shapes the world.

You can’t give somebody faith. They either got it or they don’t.

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

If I'm a little girl, then that makes you a serious pervert.

The illusions it had woven for me had taken place only in my head. The battle had been invisible to the naked eye, but the hard ones are.

I hope when I'm ninety-five the only things I want are free: love, family, a good home-cooked meal.

Grief shared was grief lessened.