““Rule the world," Raistlin repeated softly, his eyes burning. "Rule the world? You still don't undestand, do you, my dear sister? Let me make this as plain as I know how." Now it was his turn to stand up. Pressing his thin hands upon the desk, he leaned towards her, like a snake. "I don't give damn about the world!" he said softly. "I could rule it tomorrow, if I wanted it! I don't.””
