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“My father always said that simple things stick best.
I’d also point out loyalty’s a dangerous foundation. Tends to wash away in a storm. Self-interest stands in any weather.”
It’s a rare fine fellow who ain’t a villain to someone. Even if it’s only himself.”
Back to the mud indeed. So quickly it can happen. Lord of all to meat in a hole.
“Knives,” muttered Calder, “and threats, and bribes, and war?” Bayaz’ eyes shone with the lamplight. “Yes?” “What kind of a fucking wizard are you?” “The kind you obey.”
What have you made? Who have you helped?” He stood there for a moment, all his bravado slithering out. She is right. And no one knows it better than me. “Nothing and no one,” he whispered. “So you love war. I used to think you were a decent man. But I see now I was mistaken.” She stabbed at his chest with her forefinger. “You’re a hero.”
One never says the right things at the right time. A stupendous understatement if ever there was one. He gave an epic, grinding sigh. This is why I keep my fucking mouth shut.
Strange, how quickly a battlefield turned back to being just a stretch of ground.
