Something about that whole process of building the structure of that game turned into a real kind of lightbulb moment for me as a writer.

I will see you bereft of all that you have, of home and happiness and beautiful things. I will see your nation cast down and your allies drawn away. I will see you as alone and friendless and wretched as am I; and then you may live as long as you like, in some dark and lonely corner of the earth, and I shall call myself content. -Lien, Albino Celestial (Dragon)

Temeraire-- Never fear; I am going; the Son of Heaven will not tolerate delays, and Barham gives me leave. Allegiance will carry us! Pray eat something --L.

It seems to me after a fellow has been mutinied against three or four times, there is something to it besides bad luck.

What could make the Napoleonic Wars more exciting? Dragons.

Enough of that, you damned conspirators, you will have us hanged a great deal sooner than we will.

Trying to out-guess Bonaparte; the thought makes my blood run cold.