The would-be sorcerer alone has faith in the efficacy of pure knowledge; rational people know that things act of themselves or not at all.
Caine was a murderer. A liar. A cad. A skulker in shadows and a heartless wretch. What sort of woman or God would love someone like him?
I fended them off as best I could while trying to shield my eyes but, tragically, I'd left my flamethrower in my other suit.
Miss Kane, I have been worried. Sorry, I've been in a faery closet and a werewolf dungeon. Business or pleasure? Business.
He did his thing, and I did mine. Mine involved standing there with a sword in a bin liner waiting for something to try and kill us. Nothing did.
It's ironic, since they're supposed to be immortal, but vampires are kind of like small businesses: half of them go down within their first year
I generally give the title-page a fair chance," Roger said. "Once can't always judge books merely by the cover.
It takes a while for revelry to turn to reverence, and much repetition of truth to eventual turn young zeal into habitual channels for good.
My question is, do you believe in an evil possessed of its own purity? or does every act intend some good?...
He makes His ministers a flame of fire. Am I ignitable? God deliver me from the dread asbestos of ‘other things’.
We fundamentalists are a pack of mood-loving showoffs. I'm sure the Minor Prophets would have found subject for correction.
The devil has made it his business to monopolize on three elements: noise, hurry, crowds. He will not allow quietness.
The burnt-off connectors and shadows where Ravan once filled my spaces— those, I think, are the sensations of grief.
Morning dew upon the grass, glistening in the sun. Yesterday’s gone, tomorrow may come, but this day has begun.
None of you appreciate me. Why is it so hard to believe that I could make a real contribution in these dark times?
Right. As opposed to your cradle-robbing mentor. I don't really see you making much progress with him.
None of you appreciate me. Why is it so hard to believe that I could make a real contribution in these dark rimes?
What If Following Her Heart Means Rose Could Lose Her Best Friend Forever?
You did not just say that. I have a feeling we're on the verge of hugging and coming up with cute nicknames for each other.
Throughout history, people with new ideas—who think differently and try to change things—have always been called troublemakers.
Your wit is always such a delight, Mr. Zeklos. I can barely contain myself around it.
