He hadn’t been religious. He’d believed that death was it. When you died you were dead, like a squished bug or drowned rat, and your immortality was … - Glen Cook

Bomanz could not get away from the bird, who, if he had been human, would have hung out in taverns masquerading as the world’s foremost authority, armed with an uninformed and ready opinion on every conceivable subject. His cheerful bigotry and who-cares ignorance drove the old man’s temper to its limit.

It is a saying of my people. Even Water sleeps. But Enemy never rests.

I’ve always known people for whom a goal was everything, who never thought nothing about the consequences of the goal achieved.