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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 5ed82f4 | That's it!" cried Fizban. "I remembered!" Suddenly the air was filled with strands of sticky, floating cobweb." | Margaret Weis | ||
| 8011d3f | Limbeck, the august leader of WUPP, did not mind the noise. He took comfort in it, having listened to it, albeit somewhat muffled, in his mother's womb. The Gegs revered the noise, just as they revered the Kicksey-Winsey. They knew that if the noise ceased their world would come to an end. Death was known among the Gegs as the Endless Hear Nothing. | Margaret Weis & Tracy Hickman | ||
| 8373aba | Tanis answered. "You'll slow us up if you don't." "The men in my tribe can travel for many days without sleep," Riverwind said. His eyes were dull and glazed, and he seemed to stare at nothing. Tanis started to argue, then sighed and kept quiet. He knew that he could never truly understand the agony the Plainsman was suffering. To have friends and family--an entire life--utterly destroyed, must be so devastating that the mind shrank from ev.. | Margaret Weis | ||
| 5325010 | Fortunately, our friend Raistlin taught me what to watch--" "Raistlin!" Flint puffed. "That pasty-faced, skinny magician. He's more than half charlatan himself. Always sniveling and whining and poking his nose where it doesn't belong. If it weren't for his twin brother looking after him, someone would've put an end to his magic long ago." | Margaret Weis | ||
| a3cd777 | The grasslands are endless, And summer sings on, And Goldmoon the princess Loves a poor man's son. Her father the chieftain Makes long roads between them: The grasslands are endless, and summer sings on. The grasslands are waving, The sky's rim is gray, The chieftain sends Riverwind East and away, To search for strong magic At the lip of the morning, The grasslands are waving, the sky's rim is gray. O Riverwind, where have you gone? O River.. | Margaret Weis | ||
| 7655f76 | Tanis listens to his feelings. He does not suppress them, as does the knight, or hide them, as does the Plainsman. Tanis realizes that sometimes a leader must think with his heart and not his head." Raistlin glanced at her. "Remember that." | Margaret Weis | ||
| a00fabf | 'Trouble borrowed will be paid back with interest compounded on sorrow. | Margaret Weis | ||
| 3e5ad9f | I have seen love that, through its willingness to sacrifice everything, brought hope to the world. I have seen love that tried to overcome pride and a lust for power, but failed. The world is darker for its failure, but it is only as a cloud dims the sun. The sun--the love, still remains. Finally I have seen love lost in darkness. Love misplaced, misunderstood, because the lover did not know his--or her--own heart. | Margaret Weis | ||
| ffff18f | Yes, I am smarter than you--all of you. And someday I will prove it! Someday you--with all your strength and charm and good looks--you, all of you, will call me master! | Margaret Weis | ||
| 165805b | Finally, still kneeling, he looked up at the woman. Sturm caught his breath as the woman removed the hood of her cloak and drew the veil from her face. For the first time,human eyes looked upon the face of Alhana Starbreeze. | Margaret Weis | ||
| f9bbd55 | How dare you accuse me of your own failings?" Laurana returned. "I love Elistan. I reverence him." | Margaret Weis | ||
| 8498b15 | Don't change color to match the walls. Look like you belong and the walls will change color to match you. | Margaret Weis | ||
| bcf5d37 | We'd better get going." Caramon glanced around uneasily. "We show up like a jewel in a gypsy dancer's navel." | Margaret Weis | ||
| 73ebc50 | The loincloth, too, was ornamented in gold and barely covered his private parts decently. | Margaret Weis | ||
| 7f67122 | Tas stared mournfully at the body of the goblin he killed. It had fallen facedown, his dagger buried underneath. "I'll get it for you," Tanis offered, preparing to roll the body over. "No." Tas made a face. "I don't want it back. You can never get rid of the smell, you know." -- | Margaret Weis | ||
| 14da7d1 | He would be sad to learn that she had dismissed God long ago, as she would have dismissed an inept servant. | Margaret Weis | ||
| 907704b | reach out your hand, and it will touch the hand of someone reaching out to you, and--together--you will find the strength and hope you need to go on. | Margaret Weis | ||
| 6a66fc6 | It is written in the Disks of Mishakal that evil, by its very nature, will always turn in upon itself. Thus it becomes self-defeating. | Margaret Weis | ||
| 6f2a083 | Wedding song (reprise) But you and I, through burning plains, through darkness of the earth, affirm the world, its people, the heavens that gave them birth, the breath that passes between us, this new home where we stand, and all those things made larger by the vows between woman and man. | dragonlance majere michael-williams song wedding-vows | Margaret Weis | |
| 25753a9 | There comes a time, Laurana, when you've got to risk your life for something you believe in--something that means more than life itself. | Margaret Weis | ||
| a7d9471 | Good" and "kender" being two words that were rarely, if ever, linked, Tasslehoff spent the time sitting at the table, thinking about what a good kender might be and wondering if he was one himself. He assumed he probably was, since he was a hero and all that." | Margaret Weis | ||
| de19f9c | 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 small things all joined together.' That big dragon down there comes to nothing but tiny drops of blood, maybe. It's the small things that make the difference. | Margaret Weis | ||
| a4e0255 | Theros Ironfeld said once that--in all the years he had lived--he had never seen anything done out of love come to evil. | Margaret Weis | ||
| 2e207c8 | Physicists don't believe in wizards--a fact that I, being a wizard, find highly insulting. I have taken my revenge, therefore, by refusing to believe in physicists. | Margaret Weis | ||
| bd9de41 | We do not mourn the loss of those who die fulfilling their destinies. | Margaret Weis | ||
| ec830a8 | Tas had been teasing Flint unmercifully all morning, calling him "Seamaster" and "Shipmate" asking him the price of fish, and how much he would charge to Ferry them back across the lake. Flint finally threw a rock at him, and Tennis sent ass down to the lake to scrub out the pans." | Margaret Weis | ||
| 44d9f3a | Our lives are measured not by gain but by giving. | Margaret Weis | ||
| 73543c6 | deconstruction is an attempt to break through hardened structures and traditions for the purpose of reengaging the stimulating, life-giving substance that gave rise to the now-encrusted traditions.[3] | J. R. Daniel Kirk | ||
| ee52545 | To be nothing - is that not, after all, the most satisfactory fact in the whole world?' asks a dog in a novel I read once (Virginia Woolf Flush 87). I wonder what the smell of nothing is. Smell of autopsy. | death-of-a-loved-one dying | Anne Carson | |
| 9e3148a | to carry one's own door will make a person clumsy, tired and strange on the other hand, it may come in useful if you go places that don't have an obvious way in, like normality or an obvious way out, like the classic double bind | Anne Carson | ||
| 5488822 | So about an hour later we are in the taxi shooting along empty country roads towards town. The April light is clear as an alarm. As we pass them it gives a sudden sense of every object existing in space on its own shadow. I wish I could carry this clarity with me into the hospital where distinctions tend to flatten and coalesce. I wish I had been nicer to him before he got crazy. These are my two wishes. | children clarity dementia illness parents poem poetry | Anne Carson | |
| e10072f | HE WAS FOURTEEN it was years ago and Sad's name wasn't Sad yet. First comet. G had just stumbled off a bus they looked at one another and that lasted until G was almost twenty but he. Well. Being a loyal soul himself. Sad's need to make friends everywhere. Sex friends club friends gym friends dope friends shopping friends breakdown friends a common enough problem. Sad didn't see a problem. One day he looked around and G was gone. | Anne Carson | ||
| d7420e4 | When an individual appreciates that he alone is responsible for the content and coherence of his person, an influx like eros becomes a concrete personal threat. So in the lyric poets, love is something that assaults or invades the body of the lover to wrest control of it from him, a personal struggle of will and physique between the god and his victim. The poets describe this struggle from within a consciousness - perhaps new in the world -.. | eros love self | Anne Carson | |
| 20972ae | Do you have change for a dollar? Geryon heard Geryon say. No. Herakles stared straight at Geryon. But I'll give you a quarter for free. Why would you do that? I believe in being gracious. Some hours later they were down at the railroad tracks standing close together by the switch lights. The huge night moved overhead scattering drops of itself. You're cold, said Herakles suddenly, your hands are cold. Here. He put Geryon's hands inside his .. | first-love geryon herakles love-at-first-sight young-love | Anne Carson | |
| 2849bcc | The moon makes a traveler hunger for something bitter in the world, what is it? I will vanish; others will come here, what is that? An old question. | Anne Carson | ||
| b5008ce | A gust of night pushed its way in the door and everyone inside wavered once like stalks in a field then resumed their talk. | Anne Carson | ||
| 8641503 | Where does unbelief begin? / When I was young // there were degrees of certainty. / I could say, Yes I know that I have two hands. / Then one day I awakened on a planet of people whose hands / occasionally disappear- | Anne Carson | ||
| 4a4c394 | I had not been in love before. It was like a wheel rolling downhill. | Anne Carson | ||
| ab12bff | As Sokrates tells it, your story begins the moment Eros enters you. That incursion is the biggest risk of your life. How you handle it is an index of the quality, wisdom and decorum of the things inside you. As you handle it you come into contact with what is inside you, in a sudden and startling way. You perceive what you are, what you lack, what you could be. What is this mode of perception, so different from ordinary perception that it i.. | Anne Carson | ||
| 07a7d73 | his voice saying, You beauty. I can feel that beauty's heart beating inside mine as she presses into his arms in the high blue room- | Anne Carson | ||
| b21ad2f | in between the neighbour who recalls her coming in from a walk on the moors with her face "lit up by a divine light" and the sister who tells us Emily never made a friend in her life, is a space where the little raw soul slips through." | Anne Carson | ||
| 8ab7683 | What is a Lamb of God? People use this phrase. I don't know. I watch my sister, fingers straying absently about her mustache, no help there. | verse | Anne Carson | |
| 31a1830 | Order streamed from Noah in blue triangles and as the pure fury of his classifications rose around him, engulfing his life, they came to be called waves by others, who drowned, a world of them. | Anne Carson | ||
| cd30ad7 | Somehow Geryon made it to adolescence. Then he met Herakles and the kingdoms of his life all shifted down a few notches. ... Geryon was going into the Bus Depot one Friday night about three a.m. to get change to call home. Herakles stepped oof the bus from New Mexico and Geryon came fast around the corner of the platform and there it was one of those moments that is the opposite of blindness. The world poured back and forth between their ey.. | buenos-aires geryon herakles lima peru volcanoes winged-monster | Anne Carson |