Everything Dies, From The Smallest Blade Of

He Who Waits For The Sword To Fall Upon His Neck Will Surely Lose His Head.

Steven Erikson Is An Extraordinary Writer. I Read Gardens Of The Moon With Great Pleasure. And Now That I Have Read It, I Would Be Hard Pressed To Decide What I Enjoyed More: The Richly And Ominously Magical World Of Malaz And Genabackis; The Large Cast Of Sympathetically-rendered Characters; Or The Way The Story Accumulates To A Climax That Hits Like Machinegun Fire. My Advice To Anyone Who Might Listen To Me Is, Treat Yourself To Gardens Of The Moon. And My Entirely Selfish Advice To Steven Erikson Is, Write Faster.

We Need Metaphors Of Magic And Monsters In Order To Understand The Human Condition.

Futility Is The Defining Characteristic Of Life.

It Is The Responsibility Of The Living To Make Meaningful The Sacrifices Of The Dead.