We need to be reminded sometimes that a sunrise last but a few minutes. But its beauty can burn in our hearts eternally.

To grant the power of a weapon master to anyone at all, without effort, without training and proof that the lessons have taken hold, is to deny the responsibility that comes with such power.

I've spared with demons from the Nine Hells themselves, I shall barely break a sweat here today.

Here's the thing, for me at least: this is a huge genre now. It wasn't always so. Not so many years ago, it wasn't so. There is a tremendous diversity in fantasy today.

I need no fantasies to belittle the great treasures that I already possess.

I don't have to prove my worth and value to any but those I love, and that I do by being who I am, with confidence that those I love appreciate the good and accept the bad. Does anything else really matter?

We need to be reminded sometimes that a sunrise last but a few minutes. But its beauty can burn in our hearts eternally.