Hope is the denial of reality.

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.

over protective? a butler in a grade- B movie? someones jewish mother? you got it

Interesting." Raistlin coughed the word. Tanis glanced at him sharply. "What is interesting?" "I've never heard you lie before, Half-Elf," Raistlin said softly. " I find it...quite...fascinating.

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

If I am to be judged by those who come after me, let me be judged for the truth.

Hope is the denial of reality.