The Only Death I Fear Is Dying

Wise Words Are Like Arrows Flung At Your Forehead. What Do You Do? Why, You Duck Of Course.

With The Black Company Series Glen Cook Single-handedly Changed The Face Of Fantasy—something A Lot Of People Didn’t Notice And Maybe Still Don’t. He Brought The Story Down To A Human Level, Dispensing With The Cliché Archetypes Of Princes, Kings, And Evil Sorcerers. Reading His Stuff Was Like Reading Vietnam War Fiction On Peyote.

The Notion Of Evil For Its Own Sake Strikes Me As Boring -- All These Dark Lords Intent On Creating Wastelands Packed With Enslaved Victims... For What?

A Celebration Of Insignificance, Is That All We Are In The End? And One Day I’ll Just Be One More Of Those Faces, Frozen In Death And Wonder

Your Brain Works With All The Subtlety Of A Malicious Child.