I warn you all, hatred is finding fertile soil within me. And in your compassion, in your every good intention, you nurture it.

Curious,” Bauchelain said. “What is it you wish us to do for you?” “Usurp the king,” Imid Factalo said. “Usurp, as in depose.” “Right.” “Depose, as in remove.” “Yes.” “Remove, as in kill.

Paradise belonged to the innocent. Which was why it was and would ever remain empty. And that is what makes it a paradise.

First in , Last out. Motto of the bridgeburners

A story invites both writer and reader into a kind of superficial ease: we want to slide along, pleasingly entertained, lost in the fictional dream.

I was needed, but I myself did not need. I had followers, but not allies, and only now do I understand the difference. And it is vast.

It is one thing to lead by example with half a dozen soldiers at your back. It is wholly another with ten thousand.