The White Tower Quotes

“where there is humanity, there is always the potential for great evil.”
― Michael Wisehart, The White Tower

“Promise them free goods, and they are yours to control.”
― Michael Wisehart, The White Tower

“those who covet power can make you afraid of the very thing that can keep them from obtaining that power, then half their battle is already won.” His”
― Michael Wisehart, The White Tower

“All it took was for a single generation not to pass on the knowledge for it to be lost.”
― Michael Wisehart, The White Tower

“I find the odd spanking here and there works well,” one of the ambassadors said, drawing a few chuckles. “Maybe when they were five,” another replied. “But when they’re old enough to spank you back, it’s generally too late.”
― Michael Wisehart, The White Tower

“The overlord was at least a head shorter than Ty’s father and well built, with a hint of grey in his beard and hair. Ty assumed this was Lyessa’s doing. He smiled, then noticed the grey in his own father’s hair.”
― Michael Wisehart, The White Tower

“If those who covet power can make you afraid of the very thing that can keep them from obtaining that power, then half their battle is already won.”
― Michael Wisehart, The White Tower

“Eventually, you’ll learn that politics is nothing more than politely agreeing with fools, showering praise on mediocrity, and shaking hands with people you’d like to stick a knife into.”
― Michael Wisehart, The White Tower

“like dawn’s light greeting a new day—warm and filled with promise. Ty couldn’t help but stare at the intricate way her fingers seemed to float up and down the strings, producing sounds and rhythms so enchanting, they gripped his very soul.”
― Michael Wisehart, The White Tower

“naked expanse around him for any sign of pursuit.”
― Michael Wisehart, The White Tower

“I believe you can tell a lot about a man by his time of arrival. A man who arrives late is lazy, self-indulgent, and has a total lack of respect for the other party. However,”
― Michael Wisehart, The White Tower

“Like an artist, he painted his canvas with blood-filled strokes, wielding his sword like a brush through the bodies of color around him.”
― Michael Wisehart, The White Tower