Great. She shook her head. Not only am I having conversations with myself, but now I'm refusing to talk to me. This has got to be the first sign of madness.

Wisdom and knowledge is everywhere, but so is stupity.

Happy endings are a luxury of fiction

Mortals did not need gods to order them to kill eachother. They were quite capable of finding reasons to do so themselves.

What was I thinking? Of all the assistants I could have wound up with, why did I have to choose the one with the scary mother and troublemaking in his bloodlines? I am doomed.

I always love writing the third book in a series because you get to tie up all the threads that you put out in the first two books. You finally let people know what really happens and reveal all the secrets and bring certain characters together.

Akkarin: I watched the first woman I loved die. I dont think I can survive losing the second. Sonea: I love you too.