The bitterness of joy lies in the knowledge that it cannot last. Nor should joy last beyond a certain season, for, after that season, even joy would become merely habit.

Azhrarn the Beautiful, " said Chuz lovingly, "it is your beautiful madness I have come to see.

Be respectful to your superiors, if you have any.

And when there are enough outsiders together in one place, a mystic osmosis takes place and you're inside.

All children are born rebels and explorers until they're taught to sit still and obey.

Be proud of your people when you don't have to be ashamed of any of its social classes.

Christ was the first to be resurrected and never die again.

What are you using?" I asked. "Fascination or glamour?" "Both," she said, giving me a wicked smile

I'm not the type of person who enjoys the limelight.

If isolation tempers the strong, it is the stumbling-block of the uncertain.

I'm no longer willing to let myself down.

What do you say when the feelings don't fit into words?