Robert Fanney Quotes

It has been often said that writing is 99 percent perspiration and 1 percent inspiration. In my experience, this is true. But, in my opinion, it is useless without that 1 percent. It's like an engine without fuel - can't get anywhere without it. Or like a lighthouse without a light on top - doesn't guide anyone in to home or safe harbor.

In my experience, nothing worthwhile has ever really been all that easy. But it certainly has been worthwhile regardless how difficult it seemed.

Is there magic in this world? Certainly! But it is not the kind of magic written about in fantasy stories. It is the kind of magic that comes from ideas and the hard work it often takes to make them real.

Leowin: Don't worry Luthiel. 'Truth's existence never depended upon belief.

May your feet ever walk in the light of two suns... and may the moonshadow never fall on you...

Zalos: 'The world is full of massive things in motion. Little creatures get hurt.

I would rather live than die. I would rather die than survive as a monster.

If Christ taught us anything it is this - not to let our fear of death keep us from doing the good thing.

Vanye: You're asking me to kill you.
Luthiel: I'm asking you to save her.

If I could make a dream real, I would not kill anything unless it could never be changed at heart.

Silent. So it should be. You have no place in this world, Luthiel. And there is no other.' Zalos reached out and lifted a few strands of her hair. 'Bright songs and the magic of hope are but a dangerous illusion. The fake comfort of witches charms.

A song she heard
Of cold that gathers
Like winter's tongue
Among the shadows
It rose like blackness
In the sky
That on volcano's
Vomit rise
A Stone of ruin
From burn to chill
Like black moonrise
Her voice fell still...

Someone smashed a flutterfler and without even thinking she touched her Stone and used Wyrd to piece its broken body back together. She filled its empty vessels with dreams and it became the stuff it used for blood. It brushed her cheek with its wings, then flew off - dancing in the hot air.

You or I might think that at least one would show courage and put up a fight. But neither you nor I have suffered as they, and even we have born witness in silence to lesser ills under less dire threat. Yet, in the face of evil, to sit silent is an even greater evil. Complacency is ever the enabler of darkest deeds;

Rise, Luthiel, in the name of love you came and in the name of love I crown you!

We must be careful what we imagine, fear, or hope for. The echoes of our thought live on in eternity.

Wars are won in the will.

It is the curse of the powerful to be blind to their own faults.