Michael Kurland Quotes

The trains take us anywhere we want on earth. They’re very fast and dependable. If I remember from history we tried personal mechanical vehicles for a short time, but gave them up as a bad idea. They smell up the road, take up too much room, caused many accidents and just proved a general nuisance.

The Duchess of Cumberland smiled at the little sorcerer. “Really, Master Dandro,” she said. “That’s certainly an orthodox view.”
Master Dandro turned to her and smiled a rabbity smile. “Orthodoxy is my only doxy,” he said.

You're from Liverpool, of course," He was very proud of his ability to place different accents.
"No," Sylvia told him. "Boston.

An amphibophile is the sort of girl who goes around kissing princes in the hope that one of them will turn into a frog.

“How are you on the high wire?”
“Wire walking? It’s simple. Any child of ten can do it—with about fourteen years practice.

Good thinking," the tall man agreed. "In this case it's not true, but it is good thinking.

It’s what a man thinks is true which controls his actions, not what is really true.

A dead man, Sir Moses," Lord Darcy told him.
"Remember, young man, he isn't dead until I say he's dead," Sir Moses said. He pushed Lord Darcy aside and stepped over to the throne. He stared down at Master Sorcerer Dandro Bittman.
"This man is dead," Sir Moses said.
"Indeed he is, Sir Moses," Master Sean said, coming up behind him. "And that's something that neither you with your bone cutting nor I with my spells, nor the finest healer with the most sensitive hands in the kingdom, can do aught about.

I don’t like eating in the dark. Dimly lit restaurants always make me think they’re trying to hide the food.

It was obvious that insufficient education was a serious handicap.

I don't want to color my facts with my suppositions," he said. "My facts are the results of good, reliable magic. My suppositions are just that—suppositions—and may be totally wrong.

By their works we shall know them. Always assuming that they exist.

Lord Darcy nodded. “It is difficult to look for something that you hope doesn’t exist,” he said. “I suppose we can all use the practice.”

That man is a fool," Lady Marta said, her dark eyes staring at Baron Hepplethong's retreating back. "Most men are fools, but he carries it to unnatural extremes. I have the misfortune to be distantly related to him. He believes in the natural superiority of the white race, the noble class, and the male sex. He also feels that people who wear green are morally superior to those who wear red or brown. I do not jest.

I mistrust these artificial things," O'Malley said. "Food doesn't grow surrounded by tinfoil.