Man may trust man, Prince Elric, but perhaps we'll never have a truly sane world until men learn to trust mankind. That would mean the death of magic, I think.

What the local politicians actually meant was that they hoped to claim the land in the name of the public and then make the usual profits privatizing it. There was a principle at stake. They had to ensure their friends and not outsiders got the benefit.

It's getting late. I must return to my ship or my men will think I've drowned and be celebrating.

It is only about things which concern us most profoundly that we lie clearly and with profound conviction.

Treasures are not won by care and forethought but by swift slaying and reckless attack.

I think of myself as a bad writer with big ideas, but I'd rather be that than a big writer with bad ideas.

And now, Elric had told three lies. The first concerned his cousin Yyrkoon. The second concerned the Black Sword. The third concerned Cymoril. And upon those three lies was Elric's destiny to be built, for it is only about things which concern us most profoundly that we lie clearly and with profound conviction.