Pain is a part of life. Sometimes it’s a big part, and sometimes it isn’t, but either way, it’s part of the big puzzle, the deep music, the great game. Pain does two things: It teaches you, tells you that you’re alive. Then it passes away and leaves you changed. It leaves you wiser, sometimes. Sometimes it leaves you stronger. Either way, pain leaves its mark, and everything important that will ever happen to you in life is going to involve it in one degree or another.
There are many things you have never done,” Rowl responded. “To be frightened of them is of no use to you.
Legionares are not afraid of dinner,” Max growled, giving the taurg a dire glare. “Dinner is afraid of legionares.
I’ve had worse,” Michael said, his voice strained. He shifted his weight, testing the leg, and made a hissing sound – but it supported his weight. “Only a flesh wound.” “Yeah,” I said. “’Tis but a scratch. Come on, ya pansy.” He blinked and looked at me. “Pansy?” “Oh,” I said. “You weren’t quoting the movie. Sorry.” “Movie?” “Holy Grail?” “Nicodemus still has it.” I sighed. “Never mind.
Let me be clear that I never offered House Astor an insult... Nor did I insult Reginald. I simply described him in accurate terms. If he finds himself insulted by the truth, it’s hardly my concern.
Some days, it just doesn’t pay to get out of bed.
It’s a rational sort of fear that puts a lawn chair down in the front of your thoughts and brings a cooler of drinks along with it.
Dismembering monsters with a chain saw is one thing. People are another.” “Yeah. People are easier.” “Bob,” I growled. “They’re people.
Dammit. What kind of weapons are they toting?” “Uh, teeth. Mostly teeth, Harry.” I glared at him. “Not the dogs.
She was also mad. Loopy as a crochet convention.
A human of significantly less clumsiness than most came aboard, a small male, and despite its diminutive stature, it moved with a warrior’s confidence and wore a very large and fine hat. Such hats often signified humans who considered themselves important, which was adorable for the first few moments and trying ever after.
Fear and anger always come hand in hand. Anger is my hiding place from fear, my shield and my sword against it.
You know, sometimes I think Someone up there really hates me.
Never point a gun at anything you aren’t sure you want dead.
This is bigger than me,” he said finally. “It’s bigger than polka, even. So I guess I’ll help.
I leaned closer and gave her the look I usually save for rampaging demons and those survey people at malls.
Speed of lightning! Roar of thunder! Fighting all who rob or plunder! Underdog!
There are moments in your life that, when you look back at them, you realize were perfect. A hundred million things had to happen, to all come together at the same time, for such moments to come into existence – so many things that it beggars imagination to think that they could possibly have happened by random chance. This was one of them.
Some words have a power that has nothing to do with supernatural forces. They resound in the heart and mind, they live long after the sounds of them have died away, they echo in the heart and the soul. They have power, and that power is very real. Those three words are good.
The hardest lesson a wizard has to learn is that even with so much power, there are some things you can’t control. No matter how much you want to.