Good or bad, do it as you. Too many lies and there's no truth to go back to.

[...] the awesome splendor of the universe is much easier to deal with if you think of it as a series of small chunks.

Any wizard bright enough to survive for five minutes was also bright enough to realize that if there was any power in demonology, then it lay with the demons. Using it for your own purposes would be like trying to beat mice to death with a rattlesnake.

Humans can think inhuman thoughts.

Drinks like this tend to get called Traffic Lights or Rainbow's Revenge or, in places where truth is more highly valued, Hello and Good-Bye, Mr. Brain Cell.

Some people think this is paranoia, but it isn't. Paranoids only think everyone is out to get them. Wizards know it.

Light died in the west. Night and tears took the Nation. The star of Water drifted among the clouds like a murderer softly leaving the scene of the crime.