He wanted to die. He prayed for it. Through the roar in his ears, he begged for it.

I've crossed a world of sand and tears in search of you.

Kas was right: a woman could destroy a man. This one could do so, simply by knowing his name. She could do so, simply with her eyes.

He smelled the salt on his own lips and the orange blossoms in her hair. Real ones, he could see now, tucked into the curls with cheap, native combs. The sight of them gave him hope.

Looking back at him was a man who was battered and broken.And alive, for the first time in his life.

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?

He heard the voice that had called to him in dreams, had saved him from the sands and from following his brother into the river.

Kent had begun sleeping with his good eye open, for he knew the mark of sedition when he saw it. Even partway blinded, who could see it better?

Those who looked with revulsion at the oppressive might of her arms, were obliged to marvel at the egalitarian nature of her social programmes.

If the human race wants to go to Hell in a basket technology can help it get there by jet.

The Almighty has His own purposes.

If I had to give up either acting or dancing, I'd choose to keep dancing.

Remember, your body is a temple, not a 7-Eleven.

I met the Santana band when I was 14. By the time I was 15, I was a member of the band.

You can either be a con or a man—you can’t be both.

The relentless pursuit of perfection has been my problem over the years. It's maybe held me back.

Respect is more than giving consideration of one's feelings. It is showing common courtesy for another human being.

You don't look at it as the size of the role. Quantity is not the point. You can be as thorough in 30 seconds as you can in three hours.