The world was all mud and wire. The war in the heavens was only a faint imitation of the horror men had learned to make. — Tad Williams Copy Share Image
“What's the light of Heaven look like on earth? Like sunlight streaming through clouds in the tackiest garage sale painting you ever saw. Really, it's so beautiful it's embarrassing. No subtlety whatsoever.” — Tad Williams Copy Share Image
“That is what I hate about ruling and royalty, Simon. It is living, breathing people with whom a prince plays the games of statecraft.” — Tad Williams Copy Share Image
“I'm tired of being lost and I'm tired of dying, so I'm going to try something different this time.” — Tad Williams Copy Share Image
“A piece of writing is a trap,” he said cheerily, “and the best kind. A book, you see, is the only kind of trap… — Tad Williams Copy Share Image
“He shouldn't have had to die." "Nobody should have to die," Miriamele said slowly. "Especially while they're still alive.” — Tad Williams Copy Share Image
“Because love does not do sums, but instead make choices, and then gives its all.” — Tad Williams Copy Share Image
So we face our final hours...and all that was once certain has become uncertain. Except for defeat. That, as always, is the end of… — Tad Williams Copy Share Image
“Go down." It seemed obvious. "You have to go down before you can come out - that's how these things always work.” — Tad Williams Copy Share Image
“We call darkness our friend, but when the elders tell us stories of the Garden, they talk of the holy, unending light that was… — Tad Williams Copy Share Image
Never trust people that like to call things by initials, that's my philosophy. — Tad Williams Copy Share Image
