Walking By Yourself In The Rain Is

We Are Raised To Honor All The Wrong Explorers And Discoverers Thieves Planting Flags, Murderers Carrying Crosses. Let Us At Last Praise The Colonizers Of Dreams.

Avicenna California...museum Of My Twisted Youth, Vault Of My Dearest And Most Disgusting Memories.

I Always Say Perseverance Is Nine-tenths Of Any Art — Not That It's Much Help To Be Nine-tenths An Artist, Of Course.

Then What Is Magic For?" Prince Lír Demanded Wildly. "what Use Is Wizardry If It Cannot Save A Unicorn?" He Gripped The Magician's Shoulder Hard, To Keep From Falling. Schmedrick Did Not Turn His Head. With A Touch Of Sad Mockery In His Voice, He Said, "that's What Heroes Are For.

When I Was Very Young Every Grownup Was A Hero. It's Been All Downhill Since Then, And I Have Only Two Left.