“This wasn't in the histories", Raistlin murmured to himself, staring down at the little wretched bodies, his brow furrowed. His eyes flashed.… — Margaret Weis & Tracy Hickman 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!"… — Margaret Weis Copy Share Image
I can kill with a single word. I can hurl a ball of fire into the midst of my enemies. I rule… — Margaret Weis Copy Share Image
Hope is the denial of reality. It is the carrot dangled before the draft horse to keep him plodding along in a… — Margaret Weis Copy Share Image
I have sinned enough against the world. Teaching magic to a kender would ensure my damnation. —Raistlin Majere — Margaret Weis Copy Share Image
“You cannot hide from danger. Death floats on the air, creeps through the window, comes with the handshake of a stranger. If… — Margaret Weis Copy Share Image
“Shuddering Tanis stepped back. Raistlin gave the drawstring on the top of the bag a quick jerk, snapping it shut. Then, glancing… — Margaret Weis Copy Share Image
“Raistlin lay on the floor, his skin white, his breathing shallow. Blood trickled from his mouth. Kneeling down, Caramon lifted him in… — Margaret Weis Copy Share Image
“ "Turn my back on the world..." the historian repeated softly and slowly, his head moving to face the mage. "Turn my… — Margaret Weis, Tracy Hickman Copy Share Image
