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“the brave are merely the stupid who live through their poor decisions.”
Brian Fuller, Sacrifice
“Lesson one was to delegate everything possible. Lesson two, the people you delegate to will most likely do it wrong. Lesson three, when they do mess up, get angry but be sure not to dismiss your best people over trivial matters.”
Brian Fuller, Hunted
“Some people seem born to a profession. Others are so blessed in character and intelligence that they must choose. The one is miserable until he finds his calling, the other miserable until he has tried them all.”
Brian Fuller, Duty
“Spring would only be half as beautiful if winter weren’t before,”
Brian Fuller, Duty
“That is the most insane, desperate plan I have ever heard!” Hardman exclaimed. “I love it,” Torbrand voted. “I do too!” Hardman concurred.”
Brian Fuller, Hunted
“It is my intention, good people, to engage in your stupid custom of warning each other that you are about to attack. Really, Gen, you must tell me how anyone got that notion into his head. If an enemy is worth killing, then a knife in the back is just as warranted as a knife in the chest, wouldn’t you say?”
Brian Fuller, Ascension
“It irked the Magistrate that people said Gen could pass for a Lord while passing his own children off as even educated would be like telling someone a chicken was a peacock.”
Brian Fuller, Ascension
“for just as those who usually tell the truth are the best liars, those presumed innocent are the best cheaters.”
Brian Fuller, Duty
“Find something, anything, you can love and anchor yourself to it. It will bring you joy when the rest of the world seems cruel and unfair.”
Brian Fuller, Duty
“Flirting is at its most successful when the recipient can neither confirm nor deny it.”
Brian Fuller, Duty
“Lord Blackshire is my daughter’s Protector and that will not change, even if you recommend or even command otherwise. If I find you are hindering him or Jaron in their duties in the least degree, I will pack the lot of you up, put you on the slowest carriage back to Mur Eldaloth that I can find, and pray for snow! I rule in Rhugoth, not the Church. The next time we talk, I suggest you address me with a great deal more respect than you have done this morning.” They were shocked. Athan’s pale face bloomed red. “Now,” Mirelle said as she stood, voice calm, even flippant, “enjoy your wine. Ethris will be with you shortly.”
Brian Fuller, Duty
“You’re both brave to the point of being reckless—or reckless to the point of seeming brave—and”
Brian Fuller, Duty
“Are you well, Holiness?” he asked. The Chalaine went to the wall opposite from where he stood and sat slumped against it, hugging her legs and putting her chin on her knees. “Would you quit using the ‘Holiness’ honorific? It makes me feel like we never met.” “Of course, Chalaine. I apologize.” “And quit being sorry, too. People are always telling me how sorry they are for the stupidest things.” “Yes, Chalaine.” “And don’t answer me like I’m Captain Tolbrook barking orders to a bunch of idiot apprentices.” “I see. I will limit my responses to hand gestures and grunts from this point forward.” The Chalaine tried to decipher his face. Irritatingly as ever, she couldn’t make sense of it.”
Brian Fuller, Duty
“Sneaking Hardman anywhere is like trying to sneak Mikkik into a packed Church. The man is terrifying—especially those teeth and the disgusting pants.”
Brian Fuller, Hunted
“Blessed One!” the Magistrate intoned reverently. “We welcome you to our unworthy establishment. We hope everything is to your satisfaction.” “My satisfaction?” Chertanne laughed. “I have seen better. . .” “What his Grace wishes to say,” Kaimas interrupted, “is that we could expect no better inn anywhere and that it is no doubt more than adequate.” “Yes, yes,” Chertanne reversed. “A fine establishment, indeed.”
Brian Fuller, Duty
“Gen remembered from Rafael’s history lessons that the people in Rhugoth waited for Aldradan to return, though Rafael said most now accepted that the king was not immortal and lost, but rather long dead and buried.”
Brian Fuller, Ascension
“Gen nodded. “He wishes to make amends to you, but having suffered from your wrath a time or two, I knew that he would best serve your feelings by simply never showing his face again.”
Brian Fuller, Sacrifice
“My teep! You basppurd!” Jakes yelled, more teeth and blood spraying to the ground.”
Brian Fuller, Ascension
“Gen said a strange word, and Dason collapsed, face impacting painfully with the balustrade on the way down. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do that,” Gen said, and the Chalaine laughed.”
Brian Fuller, Sacrifice
“The whole world is careening to its doom and, dancing the entire way.”
Brian Fuller, Sacrifice
“You could send a toddler from one side of this town to the other with a bag of gold and his innocence and he would get to the other side without endangering either. This may be harder than we thought.”
Brian Fuller, Hunted
“I can feel the words coming already! Tell me what you think:       Rain and mud, dark and fog,     Don’t look down. Press on, press on,     Drenched gray wood and gloomy bog,     Don’t look back. Walk on, walk on.   “We didn’t go through a bog, at least technically,” Gen interjected through his mouthful of stew. Geoff turned indignant. “Surely, Gen, you—you of all people—realize that this song would not be historical but metaphorical in nature. I am trying to represent the journey of life, not merely our travels.” “Forgive me; muse”
Brian Fuller, Duty
“Gen knew this teaching. Pureman Millershim preached it. To hear Samian say it—a man who killed more than Gen could fathom—was either egregious hypocrisy or some wisdom Gen could not grasp.”
Brian Fuller, Ascension
“Gen” he greeted excitedly, ignoring Mirelle. A wild anticipation shone in his eyes. “It seems we shall have a fight after all! Everyone is scared, but not you and I. We were fashioned for this hour. They will watch us fight and know that we two, we are the ones to fear!” Gen wasn’t sure how to respond. He had no enthusiasm for a bloody run in with an Uyumaak horde.”
Brian Fuller, Duty
“The law that makes you feel bad for doing something, not because someone else knows you did it, but because you know it was wrong. Or conversely, the law that lets you feel good about doing things a public law says you shouldn’t.”
Brian Fuller, Ascension
“we can invite Gen over for tea and take turns at discomfiting our husbands by flirting wildly with him.”
Brian Fuller, Hunted
“A bard seeks to be the center of attention. Now, you must find how to be anonymous. The deadliest snake lies under the rock, unseen and unnoticed, until it strikes. Let’s begin.”
Brian Fuller, Ascension
“So to summarize your plan,” Hardman began, tone carrying a hint of mockery, “you want to slice open the carriage in a Portal by distracting a Portal Mage and then engage in a pitched street battle with the Eldephaere in Tenswater while trying to avoid the magic of the Padras?” “And don’t forget avoiding the Tenswater militia,” Torbrand added. “Yes.” “That is the most insane, desperate plan I have ever heard!” Hardman exclaimed. “I love it,” Torbrand voted. “I do too!” Hardman concurred. “This one is even more foolhardy than the one she and Gen concocted to attack an entire Uyumaak company by themselves,” Torbrand reminisced. “I am still angry you didn’t invite me along.”
Brian Fuller, Hunted
“She could only watch in horror as Hardman defenestrated and executed a desperate run and leap with all the grace and poise of a fat, delirious cow. He landed unceremoniously on his side, slipping backward. Torbrand spared him the indignity of falling into the alley with a deft grab of the hand.”
Brian Fuller, Hunted
“You must be the master of your words and feelings and the master of body and face. Every slump of the shoulder, every creasing of the brow, every flippant comment, every wide-eyed glance at a passing girl is an arrow in the enemy’s quiver.”
Brian Fuller, Ascension

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