Truth wasn't something you went out and found. It was wide and vast and deep and unending, and all you could hope to see was a tiny part of it. And to see that part and to mistake it for the whole was to make of Truth a lie.

The blade must past threw the fire, else it breaks.

He could hear himself screaming and he knew it was his death cry. Still he fought on, as he had fought all his life. I...will...control... The words came from his mouth, stained with his blood... I will control... Reaching out, his hands closed over the Staff on Magius. I will!

In a world of unlimited possibilities, there is always the possibility that there are no possibilities.

You choose to go voluntarily into the fire. The blaze might well destroy you. But if you survive, every blow of the hammer will serve to shape your being. Every drop of water wrung from you will temper and strengthen your soul.

I wanted to tell her that sometimes, in my long sleep, I dreamt of her

I have sinned enough against the world. Teaching magic to a kender would ensure my damnation. —Raistlin Majere