Occupation: Writer Birth: 1965
I'm dying of boredom. Or maybe just dying..
The king lifted a hand to her cheek and kissed her. It was not a kiss between strangers, not even a kiss between a bride and groom. It was a kiss bet….
Ah," said the magus, understanding at once. "I see that he means to be prepared if he meets him again." "Surely that's unlikely," said Sounis. "I don….
Sometimes, if you want to change a man's mind, you have to change the mind of the man next to him first..
I hate horses. I know people who think that they are noble, graceful animals, but regardless of what a horse looks like from a distance, never forget….
The Thieves of Eddis don't have breaking points. We have flash points instead, like gunpowder..
You will make the boy Thief king?" he [Nahuseresh] said. "When you could have had me?" Attolia allowed a slight smile. "A fine revenge for the loss o….
I am a master of foolhardy plans, I thought. I have so much practice I consider them professional risks..
No," he said. "Relius was right and I was wrong. You are My Queen. Even though you cut my head from my shoulders, with my last breath as a noose tigh….
Safety is an illusion, Costis. A Thief might fall at any time, and eventually the day must come when the god will let him. Whether I am on a rafter t….
She pulled the bedclothes up as far as they would go and suppressed a perverse wish to have her old nurse come to chase away the darkness, perverse b….
This is the stupidest plan I have ever in my career participated in," Xenophon said. "I love stupid plans," said Eugenides..
If we truly trust no one, we cannot survive..
Were you lying?" "I never lie," he said piously. "About what?" "The sand, the snake." For a young man who never lied, he seemed surprisingly unoffend….
Will there be poppy juice in it?" Phresine shook her head. "Good. My wife and I agreed that only my wine was to be poisoned..
I am not sure I trust you." "You can trust me with your life, My King." "But not with my wine, obviously. Give it back..
She thought of the hardness and the coldness she had cultivated over those years and wondered if they were the mask she wore or if the mask had becom….
These people make my family look easy to get along with..
The queen was settling on the edge of the bed, ungainly with hesitation and at the same time exquisite in her grace, like a heron landing in a treeto….
And the Earth had no name. The gods know themselves and have no need of names. It is man who names all things, even gods..
No 'Glory shall be your reward' for me. Oh, no, for me, it is, 'Stop whining' and 'Go to bed'..