We are more than the parts that form us.
Dawn was coming. The Waystone Inn lay in silence, and it was a silence of three parts.
When left to its own devices it tends to make me look as if I’ve been set afire.
Just pity him, my boy. Tomorrow we’ll be on our way, but he’ll have to keep his own disagreeable company until the day he dies.
It’s one thing to not want an evil-sorcerer type villain in your story, but it’s another thing to avoid having any sort of antagonist at all. A story without an antagonist gets weird pretty quick.
I decided to dub the room with the good chairs my lutery. Or perhaps my performatory. I would need a while to come up with something suitably pretentious.
I only know one story. But oftentimes small pieces seem to be stories themselves.
Only priests and fools are fearless and I’ve never been on the best of terms with God.
You need to realize that most writing rules aren’t laws, they’re rules of thumb.
It gets tiresome being spoken to as if you are a child, even if you happen to be one.
Congratulations. That was the stupidest thing I’ve ever seen. Ever.
It wasn’t even a good note. ‘If you are reading this I am probably dead.’ What sort of a note is that?
I needed to let them know they couldn’t hurt me. I’ve learned that the best way to stay safe is to make your enemies think you can’t be hurt.
She taught me I should never do anything in private I did not want talked about in public, and cautioned me not to talk in my sleep.
The day we fret about the future is the day we leave our childhood behind.
85% of modern music doesn’t have a damn thing to do with music. It has to do with looking good. Name me one woman on the top ten right now who isn’t absolutely smoking hot. You think that’s a coincidence?
The second was some rather bad poetry, but it was short, and I forced my way through by gritting my teeth and occasionally closing one eye so as not to damage the entirety of my brain.
Performance and music are inexorably tied together. And hell, I’ll watch Brittany’s Toxic music video all day. But there’s a difference between that and listening to Leo Kottke play guitar. One is entertainment. The other is Music.
I swear I’ve never met a man who has your knack for lack of social grace. If you weren’t naturally charming, someone would have stabbed you by now.
Do you just want to get by? Or do you want to make me proud?