Death was the ultimate power and I his eager, willing apprentice. - Susan Kay

Ah, well... hell is full of burning boats, did you know that, Nadir? I daresay that's what makes it so bloody hot.

I can make anything disappear, if I really want to.

Night after night the nightingale came to beg for divine love, but though the rose trembled at the sound of his voice, her petals remained closed to him...
Flower and bird, two species never meant to mate. Yet at length the rose overcame her fear and from that single, forbidden union was born the red rose that Allah never intended the world to know.