The Notion Of Evil For Its Own

He Was Not A Modest Man. Contemplating Suicide, He Summoned A Dragon.' Gothos' Folly

All They Get Around Here Is Stories. Stories Don't Make You Bleed. Stories Don't Make You Go Hungry, Don't Give You Sore Feet. When You're Young Smelling Of Pigshit And Convinced There Ain't A Weapon In All The Damn World That's Going To Hurt You, All Stories Do Is Make You Want To Be Part Of Them.

I'll Not Deny I Am Impressed By Your Mastery Of Six Warrens, Quick Ben. In Retrospect, You Should Have Held Back On At Least Half Of What You Command." The Man Made To Rise. "but, Bauchelain," The Wizard Replied, "i Did.

One Day, Perhaps, You Will See For Yourself That Regrets Are As Nothing. The Value Lies In How They Are Answered.

He Was A Man Who Would Never Ask For Sympathy. He Was A Man Who Sought Only To Do What Was Right. Such People Appear In The World, Every World, Now And Then, Like A Single Refrain Of Some Blessed Song, A Fragment Caught On The Spur Of An Otherwise Raging Cacophony. Imagine A World Without Such Souls. Yes, It Should Have Been Harder To Do.