Tanith Lee Quotes

British writer (1947-2015)

Tanith Lee (19 September 1947 – 24 May 2015) was a British writer of science fiction, horror and fantasy. She also wrote under the pseudonym Esther Garber.

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Pen Names: Esther Garber

Alternative Names: Judas Garbah

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For an instant a half-formed prayer struggled into Havor’s mouth. But he could not utter it. Not for himself. For him those words were already drowned by the noise the thong-whip had made, or the sounds of children crying out of hunger or the cold or sheer misery in that grey house of orphans in the far North, eight years ago.

Wealth, or large amounts of possessions seemed to him limiting. They brought their own prison with them. He preferred, since he had once known a kind of prison, to travel free.

He had been too near the hard facts of religions as a child to find it soothing.

Odd, how different different men’s fears could be.

All in all he had not done badly out of the war, but the smells of it, the sights of it, and the cries of pain that attended it like the vultures, had sickened and soured him. Yes, he could fight well enough. And kill efficiently. He feared death, like other men, but could put that from his mind in battle, and he was no fool with a sword or knife. But several smoking ruins ago there had come a curious shift inside himself. He had lost his sense of purpose in the war; he supposed because it was not truly his own purpose but that of the King.