science-fiction-fantasy

My death granted immortality.With one look, I knew he__ be my undoing_ Forgotten, book #1 of the Fate Trilogy

Don__ worry yourself. It is better that you are cautious and safe than to be accepting and sorry. Trust must be earned. I hope I have now earned yours.

David could tell, by looking at her face as she read, whether or not the story contained in the book was living inside her, and she in it, and he would recall again all that she had told him about stories and tales and the power that they wield over us, and that we in turn wield over them.

They intend to make people's very appetites the next weapon of uncountable destruction. They intend that your people will lust themselves into oblivion in front of little boxes of changing light. Addictive light. A light that makes you feel like you live a life, when all you really do is eat what the light tells you to eat and squirt pee and pump poo. And watch the changing light!

As for peace, it was never free and laws were made to be broken. Peacemaker or lawbreaker, someone, somewhere always paid the price no matter what side of the words they were on.

Even the best laid plans turn to hell when exposed to reality

I mind-melded the details trapped inside my head since it felt easier than talking, which surprised me." -- Jennifer Mills from Soul Reader by: Dianne Bright

Dust is not a constant. There__ not a fixed quantity that has always been the same. Conscious beings make Dust__hey renew it all the time, by thinking and feeling and reflecting, by gaining wisdom and passing it on. And if you help everyone else in your worlds to do that, by helping them to learn and understand about themselves and each other and the way everything works, and by showing them how to be kind instead of cruel, and patient instead of hasty, and cheerful instead of surly, and above all how to keep their minds open and free and curious_Then they will renew enough to replace what is lost through one window. So there could be one left open.

Neither in the deepest ocean Nor in the perpetual snowHeaven was on earth that dayFor some reason we are yet to know

He was the sort of person who stood on mountaintops during thunderstorms in wet copper armour shouting 'All the Gods are bastards.

The harder I work, the luckier I become.

Speak peace unto the world and good souls will stand.

Thank you father, thank you. I know you watched me from above and protected me. I promise I shall serve the Magnarian Confederation with all my body and soul. I shall dedicate myself fully to our confederation, the family that you so loved. And I love it too. I shall protect, love and respect it always. This is my promise and commitment. Thank you

Why are our people going out there,_ said Mr. Boggis of the Thieves_ Guild."Because they are showing a brisk pioneering spirit and seeking wealth and _ additional wealth in a new land,_ said Lord Vetinari.__hat__ in it for the Klatchians?_ said Lord Downey.__h, they__e gone out there because they are a bunch of unprincipled opportunists always ready to grab something for northern,_ said Lord Vetinari.__ mastery summation, if I may say so, my lord,_ said Mr. Burleigh. The Patrician looked down again at his notes. __h, I do beg your pardon, I seem to have read those last to sentences in the wrong order_

Why are our people going out there,_ said Mr. Boggis of the Thieves_ Guild.Because they are showing a brisk pioneering spirit and seeking wealth and _ additional wealth I na new land,_ said Lord Vetinari.__hat__ in it for the Klatchians?_ said Lord Downey.__h, they__e gone out there because they are a bunch of unprincipled opportunists always ready to grab something for northern,_ said Lord Vetinari.__ mastery summation, if I may say so, my lord,_ said Mr. Burleigh. The Patrician looked down again at his notes. __h, I do beg your pardon, I seem to have read those last to sentences in the wrong order_

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I don't think I understand that," Meg insisted. "How can you lust yourself into oblivion. ""Oh, easily," Ekaterina answered. "The lust is for things, possessions. The weapon turns on the nature of possessions, the fact that every possession you own consumes a part of you. Tools, instruments, if they are more than conceits, these things do not defy the rule but they are exceptional enough they don't activate the weapon. Consequently, the mission of these alleged scientists is to create generalized lust, a frenzied lust for things unconnected to any sense of utility.

Science is a satisfactory curiosity.