Dee Callington > Dee's Quotes

“I’m a policeman, he thought, not a moral judge, nor a Peeping Tom.”
― Mark Ellis, The Embassy Murders

“Looking for missing persons in London had become a nightmare since the war started.”
― Mark Ellis, The Embassy Murders

“Absolutely nothing should stand in the way of a murder investigation, however lowly the victim.”
― Mark Ellis, The Embassy Murders

“It was his job to seek out the truth behind her death, regardless.”
― Mark Ellis, The Embassy Murders

“We cannot choose our rebirth, but we are reborn according to our karma.”
― Michael G. Kramer, The Full Circle for Mick

“Your body will decay after death, but your mind will still exist!”
― Michael G. Kramer, The Full Circle for Mick

“I do not want my children to experience war, no matter what the circumstances.”
― Michael G. Kramer, The Full Circle for Mick

“The wizard broke out from his mountain grave
As his red fire filled the cave
The miners ran to escape their doom
All in its path red fire would consume

The fire would destroy Sparsholt
Before cannons at the Alol melt
On Tamin Plain the flax would burn
And reveal a name… Arin

The time of the wizard is here
Destruction, death and fear
Some say the world will end
Others say a child is seeking revenge

I am a minstrel and not a seer
All I know is…
The time of the wizard is here
Destruction, death and fear
Robert Reid – The Son”
― Robert Reid, The Son

“Blair continued. “The old man only visits me in dreams. Dressed always in black with amber fire as his companion, he is older than the mountains. He is the fire of othium and he comes with an ancient name, Oien. He demands you take your throne and raise his armies. You will rebuild for him the glory of the second age.”
Robert Reid – The Son”
― Robert Reid, The Son

“Valdin softened slightly. “Ramon you have been very well paid for this trip and I am sure that for a little extra gold the crew will not miss their shore leave. My job is done.” With that the huntsman shook Ramon’s hand and left the ship.
Robert Reid – The Son”
― Robert Reid, The Son

“Why would an all powerful wizard come to protect Hillfoot? Why would he even be in this part of the Alol? Apart from in stories and folklore did a wizard actually exist anyway?”
Robert Reid – The Son”
― Robert Reid, The Son

“It was shortly after Raimund’s eighth birthday, over the evening meal, when Arvid announced, “The orphan is now old enough to earn his keep. He is coming with me tonight.”
― Robert Reid, The Son

“I understood you had all the wealth you need. Be careful not to lose yourself in search of more.”
― Elijah Wingnut, Vegas then Rome

“Those who seek glory in power become less when they abuse it, yes.”
― Elijah Wingnut, Vegas then Rome

“Lust is so sweet when flavoured with guilt.”
― Elijah Wingnut, Vegas then Rome

“I love the night diamonds. If I could travel to the sky like the gods, I would make a necklace from them.”
― Elijah Wingnut, Vegas then Rome

“It matters because if you tell us a lie, that undermines everything else you tell us.”
― Mark Ellis, A Death In Mayfair

“Got to keep smiling, as me old Pa used to say, however shitty the mess you’re in.”
― Mark Ellis, A Death In Mayfair

“There is a wonderful saying that goes: ‘A person needs, on average, two years to learn to speak and then an entire lifetime to learn to be silent.”
― Alexander Morpheigh, The Pythagorean

“Here we have a stopwatch turned on for life, which is why the most valuable thing we have is the time allotted to us by life, which is something that should not be burned in vain.”
― Alexander Morpheigh, The Pythagorean

“The World Is Ruled by Numbers”
― Alexander Morpheigh, The Pythagorean

“Great Things Await Us”
― Alexander Morpheigh, The Pythagorean

“You won’t be able to start your training either, and you won’t be able to meet your true teacher and return home, Theo, until you defeat your own inner dragon.”
― Alexander Morpheigh, The Pythagorean

“I walked past Malison, up Lower Main to Main and across the road. I didn’t need to look to know he was behind me. I entered Royal Wood, went a short way along a path and waited. It was cool and dim beneath the trees. When Malison entered the Wood, I continued eastward. 
I wanted to place his body in hallowed ground. He was born a Mearan. The least I could do was send him to Loric. The distance between us closed until he was on my heels. He chose to come, I told myself, as if that lessened the crime I planned. He chose what I have to offer.
We were almost to the cemetery before he asked where we were going. I answered with another question. “Do you like living in the High Lord’s kitchens?”
He, of course, replied, “No.”
“Well, we’re going to a better place.”
When we reached the edge of the Wood, I pushed aside a branch to see the Temple of Loric and Calec’s cottage. No smoke was coming from the chimney, and I assumed the old man was yet abed. His pony was grazing in the field of graves. The sun hid behind a bank of clouds.
Malison moved beside me. “It’s a graveyard.”
“Are you afraid of ghosts?” I asked.
“My father’s a ghost,” he whispered.
I asked if he wanted to learn how to throw a knife. He said, “Yes,” as I knew he would.  He untucked his shirt, withdrew the knife he had stolen and gave it to me. It was a thick-bladed, single-edged knife, better suited for dicing celery than slitting a young throat. But it would serve my purpose. That I also knew. I’d spent all night projecting how the morning would unfold and, except for indulging in the tea, it had happened as I had imagined. 
Damut kissed her son farewell. Malison followed me of his own free will. Without fear, he placed the instrument of his death into my hand. We were at the appointed place, at the appointed time. The stolen knife was warm from the heat of his body. I had only to use it. Yet I hesitated, and again prayed for Sythene to show me a different path.
“Aren’t you going to show me?” Malison prompted, as if to echo my prayer.”
― K. Ritz, Sheever's Journal, Diary of a Poison Master

“The early women rise before I do. Their lamps splinter the gloom of the kitchens. They chatter in whispers as they brew tea for the cooks. Windows are open to counter the heat of the ovens. Outside, the sky is as black as my soul.”
― K. Ritz, Sheever's Journal, Diary of a Poison Master

“I would rather a kind man who was not so handsome, than a handsome man who was not so kind.”
― Al Campbell, The Daisy Chain

“Start with a question and see what unfolds as the journey progresses.”
― Al Campbell, The Daisy Chain

“I just want to be me, Daisy, not Mrs Somebody Else.”
― Al Campbell, The Daisy Chain

“But one thing nature has taught me is that there is rarely a hurry – all things come to pass in their own good time.”
― Al Campbell, The Daisy Chain

“I found it interesting when, after the program, both Mrs. Rath and Mrs. Walker mentioned how nice it was to see Ira attending school and community events again.”
― Wayne Edwards, A Stone's Throw: A heartwarming story of a city girl and her rancher grandfather turning adversity into love and community