Elaine Cunningham Quotes

If you use a wolf to hunt a wolf, keep two arrows near to hand.

Yes, the moon elf was very different. But so were arrow and bow, and yet they worked together to become more than what either might be alone.

Sometimes the difference between a rogue and a hero,” she said carefully, “comes down to who is telling the tale.

People saw her pretty elf face and red-gold curls and immediately concluded that she was on the side of angels and paladins. In Sharlarra’s opinion, people that shallow and stupid deserved to be robbed.

Tempus before battle, Umberlee during a storm, and Auril when the cold weather proves a threat —

Look at the sky. Does its sapphire hue dim when you take a single breath? Are the stars drawn closer when you weep? The sky cannot be diminished so. Thus it is with the spirit: it is a thing without beginning or end.

More things in this world have been accomplished in this world by persistence than by wisdom.

Close’ only counts in horseshoe games and fireball spells.

I will never be a scholar, but this I know: talk of omens and portents is ridiculous. Star charts are fine for navigation, but not prognostication. Perhaps someday people will accept that the time of prophecy has passed and take upon themselves the responsibility of their own decisions.

"Jaina never intended to marry the prince."
"I see. He's not a Jedi."
"True, but that's not the issue. I'm guessing that the only man Jaina would ever take seriously is one who can outfly her."
"There are not many who fit that description."
"Yeah, I've noticed that."
Kyp & Jag

"You will be sacrificed to the gods, and then I will tear out your heart with my own hands."
"If you still have your own hands, you're probably not as far up the ladder as you wanted us to think. Put someone else on — someone with real authority and a few more replacement parts."
Tsavong Lah & Jaina

Oddly enough, I don't find myself concerned with 'impossible.' It's an enormous relief to know that I'm not having delusions. Nothing real, impossible or not, could be as frightening as that.

Who knows? Is our fate written on the day of our birth, or do we choose our paths?” “You tell me.” “Neither,” the old woman said, “or perhaps both. The future is not ours to know.

Ooh, similar political opinions! How hot was that? To Gwen's way of thinking, this relationship was sounding about as interesting as fettuccine without Alfredo.

"How about it, Skywalker? Will you still fight for me after we've been married for twenty-odd years?"
"What do you mean by 'still'? You do your own fighting. If I forget that, I'm not likely to survive until our twentieth anniversary."
Mara & Luke