Believe something and the Universe is on its way to being changed. Because you’ve changed, by believing. Once you’ve changed, other things start to follow. Isn’t that the way it works?
Beware! said the peridxis’s voice in her head. Don’t let It’s shadowy little truth overwhelm the greater one.
There is a rule for fantasy writers: The more truth you mix in with a lie, the stronger it gets.
(True,) the white hole said. (My name is Khairelikoblepharehglukumeilichephreidosd’enagouni-) and at the same time he went flickering through a pattern of colors that was evidently the visual translation.
Don’t be afraid to make corrections,” Picchu said. “Don’t be afraid to lend a hand.” She fell silent, seeming to think for a moment. “And don’t look down.
Most people think it’s normal to have a nameless sorrow at the bottom of your soul.
All the drawing lacksis the final touch: To addeyes to the dragon
When honor dies—when trust is a useless thing—what use is life?
Become careless with fire, and sure enough, fire will burn you. Do treachery, and treachery will be done you. Kill, and be punished with death. All these I’ve done. Now I pay the price, in my own flesh and blood.
If you see an injustice, and don’t move to right it when you have a chance, history won’t forget that, either.