The Courts Of Chaos

Few people can say of themselves that they are free of the belief that this world which they see around them is in reality the work of their own imagination.

Sometimes it’s damned hard to tell the dancer from the dance.

Tis a lovely jewel you are wearing. Tell me about it?”
“Just a stone,” I said.

But I had always been good at going to sleep.

I knew that Brand was a liar, but his words bothered me anyway.

“There might still be a way for me to manage it — more difficult, but possible. You have had your chance. Goodbye.”

“Brand,” I said, “get lost.

She seemed as if she needed to be kissed just then, so I did.

No man can have everything he wants the way that he wants it

“You have changed,” he finally said, “or else I never really knew you.”