It isn't wise to be rude to one's mother. She knows everything about your childhood that is potentially embarassing.

Adventure, yeah. I guess that's what you call it when everybody comes back alive.

If only. Those must be the two saddest words in the world.

The hatched chick cannot go back to the shell, the falcon who has found the sky does not willingly sit the nest.

Harrier twisted himself sideways on his saddle to stare at him [Tiercel]. 'You had a vision,' he said flaty. Yes. No. I don't know. I...Yes. No.

Once the blinders are off, it's rather hard to go back to seeing things the way you used to.

Assume the attitude of prayer, and in time, the attitude will become prayer.

Of three things be wary- of a feather on a cat, The shepherd eating mutton, And a guardsman that is fat.

Inexperience can be overcome, ignorance can be enlightened, but prejudice will destroy you.

It's only gossip if you repeat it. Until then, it's gathering information.

I try to use all of my senses when describing a setting, and try to think of everything that would impact a character in any given scene.

If I am not for myself, who will be?

they comedifferent and the samewith each it is different and the samewith each the absence of love is differentwith each the absence of love is the same

The waste basket is a writer's best friend.

I'm sure there were plenty of loving, attentive mothers in the 'me generation,' but none of them lived at my house.

As the fletcher whittles and makes straight his arrows, so the master directs his straying thoughts.

Gratitude needs to come back in a big way and I hope to encourage people to get involved.

I am very romantic about communism even still, but I know terrible things happened.

Human passions have mysterious ways, in children as well as grown-ups. Those affected by them can't explain them, and those who haven't known them have no understanding of them at all.

If there is no truth, there is no injustice.

I have always thought of government as a kind of organism with an insatiable appetite for money, whose natural state is to grow forever unless you do something to starve it.