My blood will only buy you that fool's regard. I will pay a high price for you to be respected by a churl. Nothing bought with blood is worth having, young man.

Perhaps having the courage to find a better path is having the courage to risk making new mistakes.

King Shrewd is expecting me, rather he isn't expecting me, and that is precisely why I must go to him now.

I do not know whom I wish to win; until I do, I will let no player be eliminated.

For, "Yes," he had sighed on his dying breath, and all knew that was the ultimate prayer one could offer to life.

As I apologized to her a flicker of panic raced through me and then faded away. There wasn't enough life left in me to panic. I'd made a mistake and I was dying. Apparently not even a Speck afterlife was available to me. I'd simply stop being. Apparently I hadn't died correctly. Oops.

Some people say 'I want to be a writer,' and some people say, 'I want to write.'