You jackass. We're all going to die here. You know that, right?' Harrier said. Yeah," Eugens said shakily. '...Guess I might as well die here with you as out on the desert with a bunch of other jackasses.

If I'm walking on thin ice, I might as well dance my way across

In a dog's world, only three states existed: "now," "in a while," and "forever." If someone left, he was gone "forever," and when he returned they rejoiced as much as if he were back from the dead precisely because he'd been gone "forever.

In a calm, clear voice, she suggested that the wyrsa in question could do several highly improbable, athletically difficult and possibly biologically impractical things involving its own mother, a few household implements, and a dead fish.

I always work from an outline, so I know all the of the broad events and some of the finer details before I begin writing the book.

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?

Three things never anger or you'll not live for long; A wolf with cubs, A man with power, And a woman's sense of wrong.