You know," he said with unusual somberness, "I asked my father once why kenders were little, why we weren't big like humans and elves. I really wante….

and someday, fat innkeepers will bow to me..

get back, get back! ill turn you into a piglet! ast a bula- no wait. that turns ME into a piglet!!.

I have sinned enough against the world. Teaching magic to a kender would ensure my damnation. —Raistlin Majere.

over protective? a butler in a grade- B movie? someones jewish mother? you got it.

My dragon? save anybody? you must have have him confused with someone else- Smaug perhaps?..

Why you decrepit old mage! You couldn't turn water into ice in the dead of winter!.

The blade must past threw the fire, else it breaks..

A 'why' is a dangerous thing... It challenges old, comfortable ways, forces people to think about that they do instead of just mindlessly doing it. (….

A man with nothing to die for has even less for which to live..

Well! I had the most fantastic dream! Trees crying blood. Horrible dead elves going around and killing people! Raistlin wearing black robes! It was t….

I like working closely with artists. I think that's very important in fantasy and science fiction - the visual aspect of the worlds and the character….

In a world of unlimited possibilities, there is always the possibility that there are no possibilities..

Hope is the denial of reality..

His love for her was a gift he gave her daily, expecting nothing in return. He walked at her side, his love for her a torch to guide her footsteps al….

A mage's soul is forged in the crucible of the magic.

Only a man who cannot conquer his deficiencies feels the need to convince the world that he has none..

You choose to go voluntarily into the fire. The blaze might well destroy you. But if you survive, every blow of the hammer will serve to shape your b….

Words can never fully say what we want them to say, for they fumble, stammer, and break the best porcelain. The best one can hope for is to find alon….

Great gandalfs ghost! if he had a ghost. i doubt it. he was such a snob..

The heart communes best when it does not try to speak..