You choose to go voluntarily into the fire. The blaze might well destroy you. But if you survive, every blow of the hammer will serve to shape your being. Every drop of water wrung from you will temper and strengthen… — Margaret Weis Copy Share Image
“Hope lives. No matter the mistakes we make, no matter our blunders and misunderstandings, no matter the grief and sorrow and loss, no matter… — Margaret Weis Copy Share Image
“The Imam and his priests were due to speak to the people at midnight. Feisal intended holding them spellbound and enthralled with his words, whipping them to a fevered pitch of holy frenzy in which they would lose all thought for themselves or for others and exist only for the God. In such a state the smoke of the burning… — Margaret Weis Copy Share
over protective? a butler in a grade- B movie? someones jewish mother? you got it — Margaret Weis Copy Share Image
“Remove your hands, brother!" Raistlin said in a flat, soft whisper. "I'll see you in the Abyss!" "I said remove your hands!" There was a flash of blue light, a crackle and sizzling sound, Caramon screamed in pain, loosening his hold as jarring, paralyzing shock surged through his body. "I warned you," Raistlin straightened his robes and resumed his seat.… — Margaret Weis Copy Share
its like you said? i lead my people-" forth!" zifnab carried on enthusiastically! " out of eygpt! out of bondage! across the desert! pillar… — Margaret Weis Copy Share Image
“If we deny love that is given to us, if we refuse to give love because we fear the pain of loss, then our… — Margaret Weis Copy Share Image
“He writhed at the thought and vowed by the gods of magic, by all three gods of magic, that he would never return to… — Margaret Weis Copy Share Image
I like working closely with artists. I think that's very important in fantasy and science fiction - the visual aspect of the worlds and… — Margaret Weis Copy Share Image
“The old dwarf drew himself up. His height was no longer impressive: the bowed back would not straighten, the legs could no longer support… — Margaret Weis Copy Share Image
“Tanis answered. “You’ll slow us up if you don’t.” “The men in my tribe can travel for many days without sleep,” Riverwind said. His eyes were dull and glazed, and he seemed to stare at nothing. Tanis started to argue, then sighed and kept quiet. He knew that he could never truly understand the agony the Plainsman was suffering. To… — Margaret Weis Copy Share
