David

“Sleep, elusive as a ghost, plaintive as a widow, and as easy to hold as the wind.”
― Jeff Salyards

“The years cool passions for some men, neutralize poison, soften the edges of grief and rage and prejudice. But for others, they hold on even tighter to the things that burn their insides out regardless of the passage of time, or even in spite of it, as if to curse the very world itself.”
― Jeff Salyards, Chains of the Heretic

“And if that only inflames your curiosity, I say to you, a writer without curiosity is a bird without feathers.”
― Jeff Salyards, Scourge of the Betrayer

“Skeelana was just in front of me, and I found myself watching the way her hips shifted back and forth. Even on level ground, she had a bit of an involuntary sashay that was hard to turn away from, but watching her take the incline was almost hypnotic. I shook my head as I tripped over a root and forced myself to watch where I was going.”
― Jeff Salyards, Veil of the Deserters