The subtlest lie of all is the full truth.

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.

There was no more dangerous kind of madman than one who devoted a good brain and a courageous heart to unhealthy ambitions.

By means of our myths and legends we maintain a sense of what we are worth and who we are. Without them we should undoubtedly go mad.

It is almost impossible to have a baseless snobbish opinion of the General Theory of Relativity.

It's History that's caused all the troubles in the past.

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.