Michael Kurland Quotes

My Lord, I am not a superstitious man," Master Sean said. "Being a sorcerer leaves little room for superstition. A superstitious magician is unable to manipulate symbols properly, and symbolism is a large part of magic.

I won’t say it’s impossible, my lord, but I will say that it’s so close to impossible as to be inconceivable.

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

I apologize for asking the obvious, but I have learned in matters magical to always state what I think is happening, because it so often is not what is actually the case at all.

They were a well-behaved group, too; getting in trouble often enough so there could be no doubt about their masculinity, but not enough so that the discipline officer would remember any of their names.

A lot of things seem to be happening, all at once," I told Chester.
"Enemy action," he replied.
"Huh?"
"That's what you told me once. An old Army motto you found when you were doing those war books. Once is happenstance, twice is coincidence, three times is enemy action. This is the third time.

It had been a long time ago, when life had been less complex. Or, perhaps, it had only seemed less complex.

So, his Slavonic Majesty hires thieves to spy for him. Spying is such a foul business that I am surprised that even a good Angevin thief would stoop to it." He turned to Lord Peter with a sudden realization. "I'm sorry," he said. "I didn't mean to imply—"
"That's all right, Your Highness," Lord Peter said. "It's a common reaction. Their spies are dirty, filthy scum, not fit to wipe your boots on, while our spies are noble gentlemen doing dangerous work for the love of King and Country. Would that it were so, Your Highness, but I'm afraid that sometimes the desired image is at fault—in both directions.

A possibility eliminated is a risk not taken.

“A curious mixture, you,” I said, pulling her firmly toward me over the bowl of cement and commencing a lengthy kiss of agreement, exploration, adoration and lust.

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

Yours is a minority opinion, Major, as I suppose you know," Lord Darcy told him. "But it is one which should be heard more often. It is a question that deserves to be debated and discussed, and not simply have the answers assumed by those in authority.

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

There’s more leg room in first class, to be sure, but there’s more poetry in second class—and more honesty in third.

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