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Words can never fully say what we want them to say, for they fumble, stammer, and break the best porcelain. The best one can hope for is to find along the way someone to share the path, content to walk in silence, for the heart communes best when it does not try to speak.
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inspirational
love
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Margaret Weis |
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14acdb7
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A 'why' is a dangerous thing... It challenges old, comfortable ways, forces people to think about that they do instead of just mindlessly doing it. (Haplo) ... I think the danger is not so much in asking the 'why' as in believing you have come up with the only answer. (Alfred)
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Margaret Weis & Tracy Hickman |
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d07aa24
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You know," he said with unusual somberness, "I asked my father once why kenders were little, why we weren't big like humans and elves. I really wanted to be big," he said softly and for a moment he was quiet. "What did your father say?" asked Fizban gently. "He said kenders were small because we were meant to do small things. 'If you look at all the big things in the world closely,' he said, 'you'll see that they're really made up of sma..
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Margaret Weis |
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4448fb5
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Why you decrepit old mage! You couldn't turn water into ice in the dead of winter!
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Margaret Weis |
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b768836
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get back, get back! ill turn you into a piglet! ast a bula- no wait. that turns ME into a piglet!!
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Margaret Weis |
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eb16d75
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How do you know they're magic and not some mechanical device of the dwarves?" Tanis asked, sensing that Tas was hiding something. Tas gulped. He had been hoping Tanis wouldn't ask him that question. "Uh," Tas stammered, "I---I guess I did sort of happened to, uh, mention them to Raistilin one night when you were all busy doing something else. He told me they might be magic. To find out, he said one of those weird spells of his and they--uh-..
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Margaret Weis |
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307b543
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you wouldn't happen to have a pipe and a bit of tobacco about, would- i heard that! gandalf enjoyed a good pipe! why do you think he's called gandalf the gray? it wasn't for the color of his robes
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humor
smoking
zifnab
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Margaret Weis |
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1505630
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ignition! blast off!!! the vessel needs a new name! something more appropriate to a starship. apollo? gemini? enterprise. already taken. millennium falcon. trademarked. all rights reserved. no! wait, i have it! dragin star! thats it! dragon star!
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starship
zifnab
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Margaret Weis |
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981084f
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Remove your hands, brother!" Raistlin said in a flat, soft whisper. "I'll see you in the Abyss!" "I said remove your hands!" There was a flash of blue light, a crackle and sizzling sound, Caramon screamed in pain, loosening his hold as jarring, paralyzing shock surged through his body. "I warned you," Raistlin straightened his robes and resumed his seat.
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Margaret Weis |
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And my eyes! I see through hourglass pupils and therefore I see time-as it affects all things. Even as I look at you now, Tanis," the mage whispered, "I see you dying, slowly, by inches. And so I see every living thing."
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margaret-weis
raistlin
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Margaret Weis |
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ff96b5e
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Interesting." Raistlin coughed the word. Tanis glanced at him sharply. "What is interesting?" "I've never heard you lie before, Half-Elf," Raistlin said softly. " I find it...quite...fascinating."
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Margaret Weis |
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8df0abf
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Turn my back on the world..." the historian repeated softly and slowly, his head moving to face the mage. "Turn my back on the world!" Emotion rarely marred the surface of Astinus's cold voice, but now anger struck the placid calm of his soul like a rock hurled into still water.
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dragonlance
raistlin-majere
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Margaret Weis Tracy Hickman |
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0e12445
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Why insult the door's purpose by locking it?" is a favorite kender expression."
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Margaret Weis |
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601af50
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its like you said? i lead my people-" forth!" zifnab carried on enthusiastically! " out of eygpt! out of bondage! across the desert! pillar of fire-" desert?" lenthan looked anxious again. "fire? i thought we were going to the stars!" sorry. wrong script" zifnab said"
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lenthan
mistake
stars
zifnabv
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Margaret Weis |
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e8e7c37
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This wasn't in the histories", Raistlin murmured to himself, staring down at the little wretched bodies, his brow furrowed. His eyes flashed. "Perhaps", he breathed, "this means time has already been altered?" For long moments he sat there, pondering. Then suddenly he understood. None saw Raistlin's face, hidden as it was by his hood, or they would have noted a swift, sudden spasm of sorrow and anger pass across it. "No," he said to himself..
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dragonlance-legends
raistlin-majere
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Margaret Weis & Tracy Hickman |
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9df2787
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I wanted to tell her that sometimes, in my long sleep, I dreamt of her
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Margaret Weis |
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5efb9a7
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Rule the world," Raistlin repeated softly, his eyes burning. "Rule the world? You still don't undestand, do you, my dear sister? Let me make this as plain as I know how." Now it was his turn to stand up. Pressing his thin hands upon the desk, he leaned towards her, like a snake. "I don't give damn about the world!" he said softly. "I could rule it tomorrow, if I wanted it! I don't."
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Margaret Weis / Tracy Hickman |
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e6cda8d
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If we deny love that is given to us, if we refuse to give love because we fear the pain of loss, then our lives will be empty, our loss greater.
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dragonlance-chronicles
fantasy
tanis
tanis-half-elven
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Margaret Weis |
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f70da19
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Yet without the darkness," said Palin suddenly, "we would never be aware that the stars exist."
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Margaret Weis |
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27602ee
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over protective? a butler in a grade- B movie? someones jewish mother? you got it
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humor
zifnab
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Margaret Weis |
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88c9b1f
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Do not enter with defeat in your heart for that is the first victory of evil.
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Margaret Weis |
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c9ad7a3
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Cool wind soothed her. She could breathe sweet air. The only heat she felt was the warm, familiar heat from the mage's body. Opening her eyes, she saw that she stood close to him. Raising her head, she gazed up into his face...and felt a swift, sharp ache in her heart.
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raistlin
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Margaret Weis |
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51b138e
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He could hear himself screaming and he knew it was his death cry. Still he fought on, as he had fought all his life. I...will...control... The words came from his mouth, stained with his blood... I will control...
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Margaret Weis |
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58a88d8
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A chill penetrating wail of outrage screamed up from the depts of the Abyss. So loud and horrifying was it that all the citizens of Palanthas woke shruddering from even the deepest sleep and lay in their beds, paralyzed by fear, waiting for the end of the world. The guards on the the city walls could move neither hand nor foot. Shutting their eyes, they cowered in shadows, awaiting death. Babies wimpered in fear, dogs cringed and slunk bene..
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Margaret Weis |
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098fc24
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Tanis blinked with disbelief, then he heard a sound behind him that nearly made him leap into a tree in panic. He whirled around, heart in his throat, sword in his hand. Raistlin was laughing.
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Margaret Weis Tracy Hickman |
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2e589db
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The magic will not solve your problems. It will only add to them. The magic will not make people like you. It will increase their distrust. The magic will not ease your pain. It will twist and burn inside you until sometimes you think that even death would be preferable." -Antimodes, "Soulforge"
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Margaret Weis |
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Shuddering Tanis stepped back. Raistlin gave the drawstring on the top of the bag a quick jerk, snapping it shut. Then, glancing at them distrustfully, he slipped the bag within his robes, secreting it in one of his numerous hidden pockets, and begun to turn away. But Tanis stopped him. "Things can never again be the same between us, can they?" the half-elf asked quietly.
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Margaret Weis |
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7cc8b21
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Uh, Lunitaris idish, shirak, damen du!
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fantasy
magic
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Margaret Weis |
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f318620
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Elves never make any major decision until they have thought the matter over for at least a year or two, gone round to all their friends and relatives and discussed the problem, done research, read tomes, consulted the sages.
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elves
kitiara
tanis
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Margaret Weis |
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93581f0
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Then he heard a familiar voice. "That's got 'em! Wonderfull spell, Fireball--" "Fizban!" Tanis groaned."
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Margaret Weis |
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0e57ee8
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No, as I've discovered, hate generally costs a man more than he can afford.
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Margaret Weis & Tracy Hickman |
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44490e6
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How certain are you that this forest is Darken Wood, Raistin?
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Margaret Weis and Tracy Hickman |
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93b8850
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Not given to boasting, which was a waste of breath-only a man who cannot conquer his deficiencies feels the need to convince the world he has none.
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Margaret Weis & Tracy Hickman |
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633b547
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Est Sularus oth Mithas"--"My honor is life." --
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Margaret Weis |
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every man had to walk through a dark, starless night and, when he faced the morning, he'd be better for it.
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Margaret Weis |
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The cruelest form of torture one can inflict on a kender is to lock him up. Of course, it is also widely believed that the cruelest form of torture one can inflict on any other species is to lock them up with a kender.
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Margaret Weis |
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3983ed1
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Now there was nothing but awful, terrible silence. Sight is a sense outside and apart from the body, an image on the surface of the eye. But sound enters the ears, the head, it lives inside. In sound's absence, silence echoes.
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Margaret Weis & Tracy Hickman |
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5def6bc
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Do not go to others for the answers. Look in your own heart, search your own faith. You will either find the answer or come to see that the answer is with the gods themselves, not with man.
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Margaret Weis |
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Flint snorted. The kender was beginning to make sence, a fact that caused the dwarf to shake his head and wonder if maybe he shouldn't lie down somewhere out in the sun.
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Margaret Weis |
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989fc29
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The energetic kender had already grabbed hold of the dwarf's boot and heaved, propelling Flint head first right into the hard-muscled body of the young bronze dragon. Hands flailing wildly, Flint caught hold of the harness on the dragon's neck and hung on for dear life, revolving slowly in the air like a sack on a hook. "What are you doing?" Tas asked in disgust, gazing up at Flint. "This is no time to play! Here, let me help--" "Stop it! L..
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Margaret Weis |
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It was an old kender proverb--Don't change color to match the walls. Look like you belong and the walls will change color to match you.
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Margaret Weis |
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What do you see to the south?" Tanis asked abruptly. Raistilin glanced at him. "What do I ever see with these eyes of mine Half-Elf?" the mage whispered bitterly. "I see death, death and destruction. I see war." He gestured up above. "The constellations have not returned. The Queen of Darkness is not defeated." "We may have not won the war," Tanis began, "but surely we have won a major battle---" Raistlin coughed and shook his head sadly. ..
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Margaret Weis and Tracy Hickman |
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66413e3
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So dark. Endless darkness, eternal. It was not the absence of light that was so frightening as the absence of thought, of knowledge, of comprehension. Our lives, the lives of the living will go on. The sun shines, the moons rise, we will laugh and talk, and he will know nothing, feel nothing. Nothing. So final. It will come to us all. It will come to me.
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Margaret Weis Tracy Hickman |
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Well, what do we do now?" Caramon asked, sitting astride his horse and looking both up and down the stream. " 'You're' the expert on women," Raistlin retorted.
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raistlin
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Margaret Weis |