If this is the will of God, it takes a strange and terrible shape. I did not know that the God of Battles was vile like this. I never knew that a saint could summon torment like this.

Men die in battle women die in childbirth.

The king is a saint and cannot rule, and his son is a devil and should not.

When he told me that he would fight forever, I knew that he would have to be defeated.

My mother? My own mother told my lady governess that if the baby and I were in danger then they should save the baby.

Your son is heir to an enormous fortune and name. Someone would be bound to bid for you him and take him as his ward.

They are a couple in love, and anyone but a fool would see it is simply that, nothing more- and certainly nothing less.

You are afraid to let anyone in, but you still leave the door open, hoping someone good will shut the door behind him and throw away the keys.

The journey of life pathways are best known by the Creator.

We are such stuff as dreams are made on and our little life is rounded with a sleep.

You have to take the horror seriously but there's gags aplenty. Most people, when they do horror it's just grim.

I think when you're writing from your own life, it's hard because you realize that people have their own assessment of how they look, and they don't know how you will describe them.

Remember that work is not a place for self-fulfillment. If it were, you would know it.

I've gotten to play some pretty intense characters and I tend to think it's therapeutic for me.

Optimism generates hope...hope releases dreams...dreams set goals...enthusiasm follows

You can tell a person's religion 85 percent of the time from their phone records.