The truth isn't easily pinned to a page. In the bathtub of history the truth is harder to hold than the soap and much more difficult to find.

Do you think there’s anything to eat in this forest?” “Yes,” said the wizard bitterly, “us.

The world is a globe — the farther you sail, the closer to home you are.

They called themselves the Munrungs. It meant The People, or The True Human Beings. It's what most people call themselves, to begin with. And then one day the tribe meets some other People or, if it's not been a good day, The Enemy. If only they'd think up a name like Some More True Human Beings, it'd save a lot of trouble later on

Building a temple didn't mean you believed in gods, it just meant you believed in architecture.

The students were staring at her in the manner of those who have heard of the species 'female' but have never expected to get this close to one.

The consensus seemed to be that if really large numbers of men were sent to storm the mountain, then enough might survive the rocks to take the citadel. This is essentially the basis of all military thinking.