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Michael Moorcock
“Farewell, friend. I was a thousand times more evil than thou!”
Michael Moorcock, Stormbringer

Michael Moorcock
“And now, Elric had told three lies. The first concerned his cousin Yyrkoon. The second concerned the Black Sword. The third concerned Cymoril. And upon those three lies was Elric's destiny to be built, for it is only about things which concern us most profoundly that we lie clearly and with profound conviction.”
Michael Moorcock, The Elric Saga Part I

Michael Moorcock
“Is the prisoner a prisoner because he lives in a cage or because he knows that he lives in a cage?”
Michael Moorcock, The Dancers at the End of Time

Stephen        King
“Io non miro con la mano; colui che mira con la mano ha dimenticato il volto di suo padre. Io miro con l’occhio.
Io non sparo con la mano; colui che spara con la mano ha dimenticato il volto di suo padre. Io sparo con la mente.
Io non uccido con la pistola; colui che uccide con la pistola ha dimenticato il volto di suo padre.
Io uccido con il cuore.”
Stephen King, The Waste Lands

Robert Jordan
“Here is your flaw, Shaitan, Lord of the Dark, Lord of Envy, Lord of Nothing, here is why you fail. It was not about me. It’s never been about me.”
It was about a woman, torn and beaten down, cast from her throne and made a puppet. A woman who had crawled when she had to. That woman still fought.
It was about a man that love repeatedly forsook. A man who found relevance in a world that others would have let pass them by. A man who remembered stories and who took fool boys under his wing when the smarter move would have been to keep on walking. That man still fought.
It was about a woman with a secret, a hope for the future. A woman who had hunted the truth before others could. A woman who had given her live, then had it returned. That woman still fought.
It was about a man whose family was taken from him, but who stood tall in his sorrow and protected those he could.
It was about a woman who refused to believe that she could not help, could not heal those who had been harmed.
It was about a hero who insisted with every breath that he was anything but a hero.
It was about a woman who would not bend her back while she was beaten, and who shown with a light for all who watched, including Rand.
It was about them all.
~Rand al Thor”
Robert Jordan, A Memory of Light

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