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I took a moment to study the wards. They were a smooth patchwork of enchantment, probably the result of several lesser talents working together. Somebody like me can put up a ward that is like a huge iron wall. This was more like a curtain of tightly interwoven steel rings. For most purposes, both would serve fairly well -- but with the right tool, the latter kind of wall is easily dealt with. "And I'm the tool," I muttered. Then I thought ..
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I nodded and sipped my own. Wow. Mac's beer is an excellent argument that there is a God, and that furthermore, He wants us to be happy.
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Faith, Harry. God has a way of seeing to it that things fall into place.
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And sometimes you are what's coming around.
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Somewhere along the way, their passion had become bottled anger. The anger had fermented into bitter hatred. Then the hatred had fed upon itself, gnawing away at them over years, even decades, until only a shell of cold iron and colder hate remained.
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But a century from now, your mortal associates will be rotting in the earth, whereas, barring amputation or radical shifts in fashion, you will still be putting your pants on one leg at a time.
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There had to be something I could do. Had to be. There had to be.
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Monsters are born of pain and grief and loss and anger. Your heart is full of them.
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I trust you," she said. Three words. Big ones. Especially coming from her." --
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Finish that sentence, Raith, and we throw down," said Murphy in a calm, level voice."
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I know I've screwed up," I said. "I'm going to have to live with that. But I don't want to lose you."
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You go back," Jack said. "And you catch the scum who did you." "Back?" I said. "Back to ..." "Earth, yeah," Jack said. "Chicago." He closed the folder and dropped it into his out-box. "You gotta find out who killed you." I arched an eyebrow at him. "You're kidding."
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You may pretend you are like them. But you are not.
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So there are things stacked against us," I said. "What else is new?"
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He stalked through the narrow streets and wound his way down an alley between two buildings to an old, rotting wooden door. He paused to knock at it, three measured strokes followed by two quick ones, and it opened at once. Her batman, Sark, stood on the other side of it. The fellow reminded Espira of a hunting spider--he was warriorborn, tall, gaunt, with long, slender limbs and hands that seemed a little too large for the rest of him. His..
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Better the enemy you know than the enemy you don't.
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My doubts vanished as well. Doubt was for things that did not know their purpose, and I knew mine.
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The very sound of Creation still echoes throughout the vast darkness: The universe remembers.
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You are the help." "We're in trouble," I said."
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I'm dealing with a lot of scary things," she said. "I think you have to react to them. And you either laugh at them or you go insane. Or you become like Martin. Shut off from everything and everyone. Trying not to feel."
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Paranoid? Probably. But just because you're paranoid doesn't mean that there isn't an invisible demon about to eat your face.
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The council is old school. Really, really old school.
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Writing writhed across the surface of the stone, runes that looked a little familiar. Norse, maybe? Some of them looked more like Egyptian. They seemed to take something from several different sources, leaving them unreadable.
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We just have to have faith. The good Lord wouldn't give us more than we could bear.
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I don't always knock down doors," I said. "Sometimes it's a wall."
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There's more magic in a baby's first giggle than in any firestorm a wizard can conjure up, and don't let anyone tell you any different.
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another pang of half-remembered days long gone made my chest ache for a second.
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I was scared. Not in that half-pleasant adrenaline-charged way, but quietly scared. Wait-on-the-results-of-medical-tests scared. It's a rational sort of fear that puts a lawn chair down in the front of your thoughts and brings a cooler of drinks along with it.
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of good confronting evil, of light overcoming darkness, of love transcending hate." He tilted his head. "Isn't that where all faith begins?"
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Aye, Skipper!" Journeyman said."
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Deserve's got nothin'--
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The only good thing about having your back to the wall is that it makes it really easy to choose which way you're going to go. I
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Ma'am, the way this usually works is that I ask you a question, and then you tell me a lie. If you give me a dishonest answer before I have the chance to ask the question, it offends my sense of propriety." Her"
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Such hats often signified humans who considered themselves important, which was adorable for the first few moments and trying ever after.
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Paranoia--because why should the conspiracy theorists get to have all the fun?
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She kissed me again, and I returned it in kind, and it was a liquid, smooth thing, as restrained and desperate as the near-still surface of a rushing river.
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Butters blinked and looked at Thomas. "My God," he said. "You've been shot." Thomas hooked a thumb at Butters. "Check out Dr. Marcus Welby, MD, here." "I'd have gone with Doogie Howser, maybe," I said. "Split the difference at McCoy?" Thomas asked. "Perfect." "You've been shot!" Butters repeated, exasperated."
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Pain is there to tell us when we've done something badly--it's a teacher, a guide, one that is always there to both warn us of our limitations and challenge us to overcome them.
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I pressed past the outer branches of the lilacs and found a small and relatively open space in the middle. Then I waited.
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Monsters don't care," Michael said. "The damned don't care, Harry. The only way to go beyond redemption is to choose to take yourself there. The only way to do it is to stop caring."
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Doing battle with the forces of things trying to kill me, or my friends, or people who can't protect themselves is not a rowdy summer adventure movie. It's a nightmare.
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Death is just one more Path. One you'll come to in time.
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rocket launcher like it was a coat. Karrin let him, giving him an edged smile that she directed past him, to the shadows where the Genoskwa lurked. "I didn't kill the accountant," she said quietly. "Nicodemus said not to." That surprised me a little. If she wanted to hide herself from me, she didn't need to go to the effort of lying. All she had to do was stay silent. "He said that to all of us," I said."
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One day," I told myself, "one brave and magnificent day, I will actually be cool." I"
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