Dima Zales Quotes & Sayings

I took 2682, halved it to get 1341 and then multiplied it by 10.'
Blaise thought about it for a second and realised that her method was indeed the easiest way to solve the problem. — Dima Zales

The old man looked at her. "In that case, why don't we just let it be? We have never seen anything like it before - an intelligence that was created, not born, a being from the Spell Realm - " "No." Augusta shook her head, everything inside her rejecting that idea. "We can't take that kind of risk. The thing needs to be destroyed now, before it has a chance to destroy us. — Dima Zales

He definitely needed to teach her how to control her emotions, he thought wryly. It wouldn't do to have her burn down the entire forest if they became more intimate. — Dima Zales

A lie is not a lie if you don't know you're lying. — Dima Zales

was usually a she - though on occasion, it experienced being a he, too. It knew who it was, even though every time it was someone different. Inside these visions, the world was easy. Understandable. But it was just an illusion. Outside these visions was the being's reality. The reality — Dima Zales

His sense of humor was permanently replaced by the Pythagorean Theorem. — Dima Zales

Near death experiences seem to do that for me--- they bring out my sentimental side. — Dima Zales

The Council Leader nodded, but there was a thoughtful expression on his face. "Have you noticed that she saved a child?" he said slowly, cocking his head to the side. "This creation of Blaise's might not be as monstrous as you imagine." "What?" Augusta stared at him in disbelief. "No. That doesn't mean anything. One act of compassion - if that's what it was - does not eliminate the threat that this thing poses. You know that as well as I do. — Dima Zales

The silence was deafening. All around Gala, the fairgoers stood as though frozen in place, staring at the near-accident in morbid fascination. The ale merchant recovered first, jumping toward the shocked child to pull her away from under the barrel. As soon as the girl was not in danger, Gala felt her focus slipping, and the barrel fell, breaking into little bits of wood and splashing ale all over the place. — Dima Zales

No matter what it took, he would get to the bottom of this matter - and when he did, the man who betrayed him would pay. — Dima Zales

The spell that created you was supposed to make an interconnected structure of nodes - nodes that can learn. Billions and billions of nodes in the Spell Realm, all magically connected together - — Dima Zales

Reaching up, he took her hand and carefully guided her down. Her hand was small and warm within his grasp, and Blaise again marveled at the striking beauty of his creation . . . and at the strength of his own reaction to her. He hadn't been this attracted to a woman in a long time, not since Augusta - — Dima Zales

Jealous?" She looked livid now. "Why would I be jealous of this, this . . . thing? It's nothing more than a few strings of code and life experiences of some dirty peasants. I have a man now - a real man, not some hermit hiding among his books and theories! — Dima Zales

His control lasted long enough for Larn to exit the room. As soon as the door closed behind him, Barson headed to the corner where a sand-filled potato sack was hanging from the ceiling. His hands clenched into massive fists, red-hot jealousy filling every inch of his body. Unable to contain himself any longer, he lashed out, punching the bag over and over again, until his knuckles were sore and sweat ran down his back. Pausing, he ripped off his tunic, and then continued, venting his rage with furious blows. — Dima Zales

mouth as he spoke, and when he stopped, she looked up again, meeting his gaze. "It's strange," she said, "hearing words this way. These are the first real words I've heard." Blaise felt a chill go down his spine. Getting up from his chair, he began to pace, trying to keep his eyes off her nude body. He had been expecting something to appear. A magical object, a thing. He just hadn't known what form that thing would take. A mirror, perhaps, or a lamp. Maybe even something as unusual as the Life Capture Sphere that sat on his desk like a large round diamond. — Dima Zales

Esther, do not be alarmed. This is Blaise and I am using the Contact spell I told you about once. To prove my identity, as we agreed on that occasion, I am mentioning the time you caught me spying on my father. Now listen to me carefully. I have reason to fear for Gala's safety. She is in danger from the Council, and I need your help. Please take her to Kelvin's territory. I know about his reputation, but that's precisely why Neumanngrad might be the last place they would expect her to be. Please use whatever money you need - I will pay for everything. Stay at the inn on the southwest side of Neumanngrad when you get there, and try to be as inconspicuous as possible. I will hopefully join you soon. — Dima Zales

When she was done, Blaise stared at her in astonishment. "Did you just read and understand that whole book?" "Yes." Unable — Dima Zales

You're a man after my own heart," Hillary says with a smile. "That's actually a pet peeve of mine, and I think you verbalized it perfectly. The entire human race has this tendency - the inclination to cling to their own group. This obsession with sub-dividing ourselves is responsible for practically every evil in the world. Everyone fails to see that the hatred between our people is just another example in a series of these meaningless feuds. They all start with people who are extremely alike, and then a tiny difference creeps in, and people separate along that difference, after which insanity ensues. Sooner or later, you get that 'we hate you because you hate us' deadlock, or worse. — Dima Zales

What do you want from me? Am I to be some tool that people use to do magic? Is that my purpose in life?" "No, of course not!" Blaise protested, pushing away an unwelcome tendril of guilt. In a way, that had been exactly what he had originally intended for Gala, but she wasn't supposed to be a person, with the feelings and emotions of a human being. — Dima Zales

Your best bet is to enjoy things when life brings you something good, and tough it out as best you can when it brings you the usual shit storm. — Dima Zales

Ot-yebis' Eugene," Mira says, her face getting flushed. Whatever she just said, Eugene takes a breath and stops talking. — Dima Zales

My phone makes the most annoying noises. Why did I put it next to the bed again? — Dima Zales

How many books did you get through?" he asked. She sat up in bed, brushing a few strands of long blond hair off her face. "Three hundred and forty nine." Blaise blinked. "That's very precise. Are you sure it wasn't three hundred and forty eight?" "Yes, I'm sure," she said seriously, then smiled. "In fact, it was 138,902 pages and 32,453,383 words. — Dima Zales

For almost two years, the rain had been sparse, and grain was becoming increasingly difficult to obtain. Augusta did her best to purchase whatever grain was available and send it to her people, but the ungrateful wretches still complained. — Dima Zales

Blaise's creation, however, was not a myth. She - it - was an artificially created monster with potentially unlimited powers. For all they knew, it could destroy the world and every human being in it. And Blaise was attracted to it. The thought made Augusta so sick she thought she might throw up. — Dima Zales

everything you've ever experienced in your 'real' life was your brain's interpretation of your sensory inputs. — Dima Zales

Augusta created a magical object called the Interpreter Stone, and I came up with a simpler magical language to go along with it. So now, instead of reciting a difficult verbal spell, a sorcerer can use the simpler language to write his spell on cards and feed it to the stone. — Dima Zales

living means experiencing the world with your mind. — Dima Zales