When someone writes something dazzlingly brilliant, people want to imitate it. The result is a lot of less-than-brilliant knock-offs. Elves, Dwarves, Goblin army, cursed ring, evil sorcerer. Tolkien did it. It rocked. Let's move on. Let's do something new.

Small facts lead to great knowing.

After a certain point is reached the numbers cease to matter, and all that remains is the faceless mass of a crowd.

Nobody cooks using just one ingredient. Why would you write using just one flavor of story?

Elodin proved a difficult man to find. He had an office in Hollows, but never seemed to use it. When I visited Ledgers and Lists, I discovered he only taught one class: Unlikely Maths. However, this was less than helpful in tracking him down, as according to the ledger, the time of the class was 'now' and the location was 'everywhere.

I don't speak fluent bumpkin.

I loved college. I wish I was still taking classes instead of teaching them.