I Want A Sword Not A Knitting

...it's As Empty As A Merchant's Soul. Sorry, Kheldar, It's Just An Old Expression." "that's All Right, Beldin," Silk Forgave Him Grandly. "these Little Slips Of The Tongue Are Common In The Very Elderly.

This Is Terrible, When A Writer Is Bored By His Own Work, But It Was A Real Bomb And Had Reached The Point Where I Couldn't Even Stand To Look At It Any More.

I Didn't Particularly Feel Like Being Arrested, So I Argued With The Soldiers A Bit. Several Of Them Died During The Argument - Those Things Happen Once In A While. Unfortunately, One Of The Casualties Was Taur Urgas' Oldest Son. The King Of The Murgos Took It Personally. He's Very Narrow-minded Sometimes. - Silk

Its A Perfectly Good Face, Sparhawk." "it Covers The Front Of My Head. What Else Can You Expect From A Face?

When Ignorance Is Bliss, There's Folly In Wisdom.