The Mackenzie had never met folk so poor in story and song and legends, and it moved him to a pity that pricked at his eyes. Without that tapestry of colour and words and ritual, what was life but eating… — S.M. Stirling Copy Share Image
“Myths are lies; but I believe in the power of myths the way I believe in rocks.” — S.M. Stirling Copy Share
Love isn't like money--the more you give away the more you get back, and the more you have to give. — S.M. Stirling Copy Share
The Mackenzie had never met folk so poor in story and song and legends, and it moved him to a pity that pricked at… — S.M. Stirling Copy Share
You can learn by listening, or by getting whacked between the eyes with a two-by-four. I always found listening easier. — S.M. Stirling Copy Share
“Clan custom and law held that it was the public declaration of intent and then living together that made a handfasting; the ceremonies simply… — S.M. Stirling Copy Share
“″He chose to come onto your land uninvited with a weapon in his hand,″ he said. ″When a man does that, he consents to… — S.M. Stirling Copy Share
“Who dares, wins,” he muttered to himself. “Or gets royally banged about if things go south.” — S.M. Stirling Copy Share
“Being ignorant is truly bliss compared to being misinformed, especially if you’re aware of the depths of your own ignorance. As Mother says, it… — S.M. Stirling Copy Share
“Be your own judge. But commit no trespass, remembering that where another's liberty begins your own inevitably meets its boundary.” — S.M. Stirling Copy Share
“Sure it is that They have many faces. All the shapes the Divine shows us are true; and none are all the Truth.” — S.M. Stirling Copy Share
“I like you, Mike. I just wanted to know about you.” He grinned and finished building the fire. “OK, point taken, and I like… — S.M. Stirling Copy Share
“ I was father to the land. I saved my people. I was... King. "By... earth," he said, more a movement of the lips… — S.M. Stirling Copy Share
Many are the marvels of God's Creation, but none so marvelous as man. Or so cunning, for good and ill. — S.M. Stirling Copy Share
