Corwin Quotes

“I saw my earlier selves as different people, acquaintances I had outgrown. I wondered how I could ever have been some of them.”
― Roger Zelazny, The Courts of Chaos

“Strygalldwir is my name. Conjure with it and I will eat your heart and liver."

"Conjure with it? I can't even pronounce it, and my cirrhosis would give you indigestion.”
― Roger Zelazny, The Guns of Avalon

“I’ve been waiting for you since the beginning of Time, Corwin.”

“Must have been a bit tiresome.”
― Roger Zelazny, The Courts of Chaos

“Troubled by dreams of werewolves and Sabbats, I slept, and the full moon rose above the world.”
― Roger Zelazny, Nine Princes in Amber

“I reflected on the matter. It had its positive aspects. I had learned long ago that in Amber, if you think nothing, you will do nothing.”
― Roger Zelazny, Nine Princes in Amber

“I had been reared to think of us as invincible entities, clean and cool and diamond-hard, like our pictures on the Trumps. Obviously we were not.”
― Roger Zelazny, Nine Princes in Amber

“I was as hard as stone, dark as soil, and mean as hell once more.”
― Roger Zelazny, The Guns of Avalon

“In the mirrors of the many judgments, my hands are the color of blood. I am part of the evil that exists in the world and in Shadow. I sometimes fancy myself an evil that exists to oppose other evils.”
― Roger Zelazny, The Guns of Avalon

“I spat sand so I would not choke when I laughed. Hell, we make our own what ifs. I had better things to do than what could have happened.”
― Roger Zelazny, The Guns of Avalon

“Despite our major hatreds and petty animosities, we Amberites are a family-conscious bunch, always eager for news of one another, desirous to know everyone’s position in the changing picture. A pause for gossip has doubtless stayed a few death blows among us. I sometimes think of us as a gang of mean little old ladies in a combination rest home and obstacle course.”
― Roger Zelazny, The Guns of Avalon

“The mind is a funny place. I do not even trust my own.”
― Roger Zelazny, Sign of the Unicorn

“The price of being an Amberite, I suppose, is that you cannot even trust yourself.”
― Roger Zelazny, Sign of the Unicorn

“I bowed and blew her a kiss as I stepped forward into Amber, leaving her to clutch at rainbows as I caught hold of Random’s shoulder and staggered.”
― Roger Zelazny, Sign of the Unicorn

“Fiona and Brand had reached beyond everything and found something, where none of the rest of us had believed anything to exist. The danger released was, on some level, almost worth the evidence obtained: we were not alone, nor were shadows truly our toys.”
― Roger Zelazny, Sign of the Unicorn

“I wait for the blackness, the emptiness, to be drawn, appropriate curtain for the theatrics with which I am burdened this night.”
― Roger Zelazny, Sign of the Unicorn

“As or other occasions of rest after stress with more stress pending, sleep eluded me for a time.”
― Roger Zelazny, The Hand of Oberon

“The moment stretched beyond the point of action.”
― Roger Zelazny, The Hand of Oberon

“The waves move outward from Amber and this, too, may pass away-and me along with it.”
― Roger Zelazny, The Courts of Chaos

“Would I see everything stripped of meaning, form, content, life, when things had been pushed to a kind of completion?”
― Roger Zelazny, The Courts of Chaos

“My sense of Shadow was dulled in this place which seemed in some way the essence of Shadow.”
― Roger Zelazny, The Courts of Chaos

“Why should I suddenly remember 1905 and Paris on the shadow Earth, save that I was very happy that year and I might, reflectively, have sought an antidote for the present?”
― Roger Zelazny, The Courts of Chaos

“A few drops of hope fell upon my heart.”
― Roger Zelazny, The Courts of Chaos

“It would seem we have small chance but to be dutiful in the end.”
― Roger Zelazny, The Courts of Chaos

“I grasped after the ghost of a memory. It vanished.”
― Roger Zelazny, The Courts of Chaos

“I had run out of causes and was close as I ever might be to peace.”
― Roger Zelazny, The Courts of Chaos

“Can’t pass up the pleasure of lighting a candle to myself in my own church.”
― Roger Zelazny, Prince of Chaos