It makes sense for people who are good at fighting to go out and do it-because if they're good at it, that means the fewest number of other people die.

Caught between glass and wood, that which breaks and that which bends, that which sings and that which survive. So our lives go.

I try to use all of my senses when describing a setting, and try to think of everything that would impact a character in any given scene.

You are human and mortal; we are the sum of our weak moments and our strong.

To treat a person like a carpet, it is necessary that one do the walking, and one allow himself to be walked on. --Shin'a'in saying

Harrier twisted himself sideways on his saddle to stare at him [Tiercel]. 'You had a vision,' he said flaty. Yes. No. I don't know. I...Yes. No.

A book's alright when the weather's foul and there's nothing else to do, but why sit and read when the wind is calling your name?