The gods where like the weather; sometimes good, sometimes bad, and either way, always beyond her.

Not all of our heartless plans work as we intend; nor do all of our good intentions. We are where we are, and we can rarely predict where we will go, no matter how firm our beliefs.

I'm missing something, aren't I?" "Brains", he snapped. "And survival instinct. The Hawklord's been waiting for you for three hours." "Tell him I'm dead.

Maybe home is something we have to make, and remake, over and over.

What humans do when they're desperate is just an expression of fear. What they do when they feel safe is a better indication of whether or not you can trust them.

Truth, like beauty, is in the eyes of the beholder.

We all fail. But none of us fail all the time.

Kaylin is not known for her punctuality. She is known, in fact, for her lack--even by those outside of the Hawklord's command.

Success and failure are two edges of the same blade, two sides of the same coin. To fear one is to forever deny the possibility of the other.

The truth was only another mask, even if it was the best fit, the closest to skin and all that lay beneath

The look he gave her made her turn away for a moment. Sometimes you couldn’t look too closely at another person’s pain.

A lady is as young as the gentleman she feels, " said Roy and cackled happily.

No honest work of man or woman "fails" it feeds the sum of all human action.

There could be no honor in a sure success, but much might be wrested from a sure defeat.

Novels are such mysterious and amorphous and tender things. And here we are with our crash helmets on, with concertina wire all around us.

If you covered a broom handle with oil and shoved it up my arse, then put me on a trampoline, in a lift, I could write a better song on the walls.

If you leave the smallest corner of your head vacant for a moment, other people's opinions will rush in from all quarters.

I love to dance in the disco, but that's about it.

The world is a nettle; disturb it, it stings. Grasp it firmly, it stings not.

False expectations take away joy.