Iskaral Quotes & Sayings

Questions are my enemies. For my questions explode! — Frank Herbert

Though we may get our hearts broken from the effects of sin in this in-between time, God's goodness will eventually set the world right. — Lysa TerKeurst

Kilimanjaro is a snow-covered mountain 19,710 feet high, and is said to be the highest mountain in Africa. Its western summit is called the Masai 'Ngaje Ngai', the House of God. Close to the western summit there is a dried and frozen carcas of a leopard. No one has explained what the leopard was seeking at that altitude. — Ernest Hemingway,

It takes a certain maturity of mind to accept that nature works as steadily in rust as in rose petals. — Esther Warner Dendel

Toraf nods in all seriousness. "Humans eat sand. That's why they spend so much time on land". — Anna Banks

The Trell pushed himself upright. "Where is the library?" "Turn right, proceed thirty-four paces, turn right again, twelve paces, then through door on the right, thirty-five paces, through archway on right another eleven paces, turn right one last time, fifteen paces, enter the door on the right." Mappo stared at Iskaral Pust. The High Priest shifted nervously. "Or," the Trell said, eyes narrowed, "turn left, nineteen paces." "Aye," Iskaral muttered. Mappo strode to the door. "I shall take the short route, then." "If you must," the High Priest growled as he bent to close examination of the broom's ragged end. — Steven Erikson

Where is the library?"
"Turn right, proceed thirty-four paces, turn right again, twelve paces, then through door on the right, thirty-five paces, through archway on right another eleven paces, turn right one last time, fifteen paces, enter the door on the right."
Mappo stared at Iskaral Pust.
The High Priest shifted nervously.
"Or," the Trell said, eyes narrowed, "turn left, nineteen paces."
"Aye," Iskaral muttered. — Steven Erikson

I love you," I say to him, only it comes out, "Hey."
"So damn much," he says back, only it comes out, "Dude."
He still won't meet my eyes. — Jandy Nelson

All is well, tho' faith and form
Be sunder'd in the night of fear. — Alfred Lord Tennyson