Dying men think of funny things-and that's what we all are here, aren't we? Dying men.

Sleep. To lie down and shut out the noise, the fear, the unceasing misery.

Not everyone can stand up and be a hero, Princess. Some prefer to surrender to the inevitable and salve their consciences with the gift of survival.

The world was all mud and wire. The war in the heavens was only a faint imitation of the horror men had learned to make.

If the bears don't get you, it's home.

People in science fiction flicks always seemed to know useful things about the places time travel took them. But what if the time traveler had been only an average history student? What then?

Tangaloor, fire-bright Flame-foot, farthest walker Your hunter speaks In need he walks In need, but never in fear.