Demons were like genies or philosophy professors – if you didn’t word things exactly right, they delighted in giving you absolutely accurate and completely misleading answers.
And never resist a perfect moment.
There is no doubt that being human is incredibly difficult and cannot be mastered in one lifetime.
What’s the good of having mastery over cosmic balance and knowing the secrets of fate if you can’t blow something up?
Either all days are holy or none are.
Nothing has to be true forever. Just for long enough, to tell you the truth.
The sun set, which is everyday magic...
There were no lies here. All fancies fled away. That’s what happened in all deserts. It was just you, and what you believed.
I am death, not taxes. I turn up only once.
History always has a few tricks up its frayed sleeve. It’s been around a long time.
Too much magic could wrap time and space around itself, and that wasn’t good news for the kind of person who had grown used to things like effects following things like causes.
My programming language was solder.
No, I happen to be one of those people whose memory shuts down under pressure. The answers would come to me in the middle of the night in my sleep! Besides, I am a millionaire.
Wikipedia, eh? Must be accurate then!
I keep vaguely wondering what Macs are like, but the ones I’ve seen spend too much time being friendly.
While a book has got to be worthwhile from the point of view of the reader it’s got to be worthwhile from the point of view of the writer as well.
It’s amazing how fast gold works.
Perhaps, if you knew you were going to die, your senses crammed in as much detail as they could while they still had the chance...
Ritual and ceremony in their due times kept the world under the sky and the stars in their courses. It was astonishing what ritual and ceremony could do.
The days followed one another patiently. Right back at the beginning of the multiverse they had tried all passing at the same time, and it hadn’t worked.