Quote by S.M. Stirling Download Open image ““Who dares, wins,” he muttered to himself. “Or gets royally banged about if things go south.”” — S.M. Stirling ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.8 out of 5 (3 ratings) Copy quoteShare
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“Even when things went out of control, his kisses never seemed brutal or vicious. Just…determined. The bastard.” — Shelly Laurenston Copy Share Image
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“Myths are lies; but I believe in the power of myths the way I believe in rocks.” — S.M. Stirling Copy Share Image
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 Image
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 and mating, sleeping and moving your bowels? All of them good and necessary, but not enough; and they themselves needed… — 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 Image
“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 Image
“″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 Image
“It doesn't stop being magic because you can you explain it, Father.” — S.M. Stirling Copy Share Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image