The Sorcery Code Quotes

“Quando Gala se aproximou do campo, seu passo se tornou mais rápido até que ela corria o máximo que podia. Ela sentia o vento em seus cabelos e o calor do sol em seu rosto, e ela voltou o rosto para cima, rindo de pura alegria.
Ela estava vivendo e amava cada minuto disso.”
― Dima Zales, The Sorcery Code

“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, The Sorcery Code

“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 Sorcery Code

“of”
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“something”
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“distance”
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“smiled.”
― Dima Zales, The Sorcery Code

“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 Sorcery Code

“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, The Sorcery Code

“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, The Sorcery Code

“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, The Sorcery Code

“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, The Sorcery Code

“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, The Sorcery Code

“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, The Sorcery Code

“Esther frowned. “Not so fast. When was the last time you ate? You look like a stick,” she said disapprovingly. Gala felt insulted. A stick? That didn’t sound good. She had seen sticks; they looked fine to her, but she didn’t think it was a compliment to call a human being that. “I am not hungry,” she said, trying to keep the hurt note out of her voice.”
― Dima Zales, The Sorcery Code

“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, The Sorcery Code

“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, The Sorcery Code

“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 Sorcery Code

“What happened next was so amazing, Augusta couldn’t help but gasp.”
― Dima Zales, The Sorcery Code

“The mathematics involved were staggering, and Augusta marveled at the ability of the human mind to do something so complicated without any conscious calculations.”
― Dima Zales, The Sorcery Code

“When she was done, Blaise stared at her in astonishment. “Did you just read and understand that whole book?” “Yes.” Unable”
― Dima Zales, The Sorcery Code

“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, The Sorcery Code

“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, The Sorcery Code

“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, The Sorcery Code

“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, The Sorcery Code

“A woman. A She, not an It. Blaise could hardly believe it. Could it be? Could this girl be the object?”
― Dima Zales, The Sorcery Code

“In the vastness of its realm, a spark of thought tried to cling to consciousness. A new being, it wasn’t sure what consciousness meant, but it desired that state. It wanted to think, to ponder its existence. Who was it? Why was it there?”
― Dima Zales, The Sorcery Code

“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, The Sorcery Code