All the geniuses I ever met were so just part of the time. To qualify, you only have to be great once, you know. Once when it matters.

How could you be a Great Man if history brought you no Great Events, or brought you to them at the wrong time, too young, too old?

Mia Maz glanced aside in concern at his muffled snort. "Are you all right?" "Yes. Sorry," he whispered. "I'm just having an attack of limericks." Her eyes widened, and she bit her lip; only her deepening dimple betrayed her. "Shhh," she said, with feeling.

I wanted to give you a victory. But by their essential nature triumphs can’t be given.

Guard your honor. Let your reputation fall where it will. And outlive the bastards.

The most important thing about quests, he decided, was not in finding what you went looking for, but in finding what you never could have imagined before you ventured forth.

The will to be stupid is a very powerful force, but there are always alternatives.