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Henbury Hall Quotes By Steven Erikson

Time was such an element, she now believed. The stretch of existence between events, consisting of countless other events, all strung together in complex patterns of cause and effect, all laid out like images sewn onto a tapestry, creating a sequence of scenes that, once one stood back, was revealed to be co-existing. Present all at once. — Steven Erikson

Henbury Hall Quotes By Stefan Emunds

Mankind's glorious and people's happy ending is inevitable. No one will be left behind. — Stefan Emunds

Henbury Hall Quotes By Robert Black

The trouble with life is, we never know when we are in the zone, until we think back, with jealous longing, years later. — Robert Black

Henbury Hall Quotes By G.A. Aiken

I just don't understand our brother. A human." Briec gave a great sigh, causing Gwenvael to roll his eyes in annoyance.
"You don't know anything, Briec. She's different."
"Don't you really mean crazed, baby brother?"
Gwenvael saw Morfyd's white scales swooping toward them. He stood up. Both he and Briec were already in human form and dressed.
"You're just mad she slapped you around." Gwenvael looked at his brother. "Like a bitch."
Briec stood up. Slightly taller than Gwenvael, but still shorter than Fearghus, he tended to be just as much fun to torture as their older sibling. "I let her hit me."
"You had to. Otherwise she would have killed you where you stood. — G.A. Aiken

Henbury Hall Quotes By Daniel Batson

Other-oriented feelings congruent with the perceived welfare of another person. — Daniel Batson

Henbury Hall Quotes By Zarina Bibi

The Quran holds the answer to all. Have you opened it? — Zarina Bibi

Henbury Hall Quotes By Joel Silver

I always had the ability to throw a frisbee pretty well. I don't why. — Joel Silver

Henbury Hall Quotes By Nadine Gordimer

September 2001. A sunny day in New York. Many of us who are writers were at work on the transformation of life into a poem, story, a chapter of a novel, when terror pounced from the sky, and the world made witness to it. — Nadine Gordimer