Truth Quote by S.G. Blaise — Inspiring Words on Life, Love & Wisdom

“Rainbow-colored shimmer washes over me with power. Power that’s not magical but something ancient, before the time of magic.”

“A myriad of small red violet-colored animals, like rabbits, burst out of the trees, surrounding the guardian god. Their long bushy tails, with specks of black among the silver hairs, remind me of the squirrels of my home world, Uhna. Their two-inch-long dark brown pedicles remind me of the female reindeer from Arrov’s home world, A’ice. But I’ve never seen rabbits that have green flower stalks with tiny white flowers entwined around their furry bodies, while A’nima magic clings to them.”

“Some Marauders do do that, but not the smart ones.” Ivy giggles. “I said, doo-doo.”

“Is that blood around Fearghas’s mouth?”

“Callum holds me tightly as we submerge under the water. Thin lines of air bubbles escape from his nose and mouth. He struggles to get back to the surface but to no avail—his heavy uniform and black boots weren’t meant for swimming.”

“How did you know to call to me for help?”
“I could sense a presence of someone magically powerful and I reached out instinctually.”

“People need to stop accepting the evidence of reality, and start questioning it.”

““I am running back my tent to get my sub-machinegun. There are too many Noggies to kill using a pistol!” He then ran to where his scrape was and returned with the weapon.”

“Truth, like love and sleep, resents approaches that are too intense.”

“Doug sees beneath all of her Hope-ness. Her sees her all the way to her white-hot rage, and her fear. What Doug doesn’t see, is that most of the time, it’s much to bear, and that really, when everything is stripped away, she is just as scared as what life dishes up as the next person, that inside she is that Swarovski hummingbird displayed so innocently on her credenza, all light-reflecting surfaces and fragile as glass.”

“Smartass Disciple: If you are really a master, then make me see miracles!”

“Do you not know that there comes a midnight hour when every one has to throw off his mask? Do you believe that life will always let itself be mocked? Do you think you can slip away a little before midnight to avoid this?”