“She didnt know how this ended, she just knew that it needed to, one way or another.”

“She hoped Alistair would prove to be more than she imagined. But, unfortunately, she knew without a shadow of a doubt that people werent what they once were.”

“And so life went on, as it always will.It had taken an awful lot to get there, for no victory comes without hardship and sacrifice.But then, those whom we hold so dear, that we fight so hard to pro...”

“The decision of their fates lay elsewhere, and the thought of that alone was utterly terrifying.”

“It is often said that things must get worse before they can get better, and there is truth in that.”

“Death, child. Its beckoning us both, my brother and I.”

“I wanted movement and not a calm course of existence. I wanted excitement and danger and the chance to sacrifice myself for my love.”

“In his stupor, the forest had begun to change. The sounds were confusing, his eyes blurring in his exhaustion. He tugged another branch out of the way, gasping as a jagged twig poked through the pa...”

“Could be. Im a pretty dangerous dude when Im cornered.Yeah, said the voice from under the table, you go to pieces so fast people get hit by the shrapnel.”

“Over the years I have felt many things leave me. People do not change, but yet somehow time alters everything. As the years roll on people are not quite as forgiving, nor quite as kind, hopeful, lo...”

“She hoped Alistair would prove to be more than she imagined. But, unfortunately, she knew without a shadow of a doubt that people werent what they once were.”

“Our pasts haunt us all.I regaled my beautiful audience of one with the tale of my life, not so much for entertainment, but for bold, barefaced, honest truth.”

“Sibyl, what do you want?I want to live, the Sibyl said, and her voice rang rich and full. I want to keep on living forever and watching heroes and fools and knights go up and down, into the world a...”

“When God is driven to the periphery of the public square, the human spiritual capacity longs for exercise, and it often finds it in the suspension of disbelief and activity of the imagination that ...”

“When is a monster not a monster? Oh, when you love it.”