Before she could touch him, he stepped back. "I've no need of a human." "Half-Light, " she corrected, still meeting his gaze in the surface. "I've no need of a dragon magician.

Forbidden fruit makes a wonderful wine." Vazco gave him a leading look. "But leaves a hell of a headache.

Beauty and power was commonplace to the dragons as mud and manure to a stable boy.

What has you roaring like a bull with his prick hung in a fence?

You can't order me away, you pissant human--" "I just did." Kas swept past him...

How can something as necessary as breathing be immoral?

The dragon marking rested, his fangs concealed and his eyes shut. "Your dragon is pleased, " she said. "Indeed, he is.

see chains on another person and be glad they are not your own--such was the good fortune permitted colored people, defined by how much worse it could be at any moment.

We owe it to each other to tell stories.

One should guard against believing the great masses to be more stupid than they actually are.

We must be careful how we flatter fools too little, or wise men too much, for the flatterer must act the very reverse of the physician, and administer the strongest dose only to the weakest patient.

But, I'm kind of a control freak. I get really freaked out if I don't know what's going on and what's going to happen.

It's funny when you can actually relate to the fans on a human level and it happens all the time. People assume that's impossible. So when that happens it's a cool thing.

My dad was a geologist and my mum was a nurse who directed amateur theatrics.

It's funny, people say 'Welcome back' when I haven't gone anywhere.

When you go to bed tonight, ask yourself 'What percentage of my day did I spend creating residual income?' If the answer is ZERO, you're in trouble.

In the Craft the Goddess is not omnipotent. The cosmos is interesting rather than perfect, and everything is not part of some greater plan, nor is all necessarily under control.