Here are two I like, from the first book by McKillip that I read, and the last one:
"The giant Grof was hit in one eye by a stone, and that eye turned inward so that it looked into his mind, and he died of what he saw there." Patricia A. McKillip, The Forgotten Beasts of Eld. New York: Avon, 1974. p. 70
". . . You were just roaming around Serre wearing that monster's face, terrifying every living thing -- Now you're going to warm up some old cabbage soup? Is that how life normally is for a wizard?"
"Some days you battle yourself and other monsters. Some days you just make soup. . . ." Euan, scribe, and Gyre, wizard, conversing. Patricia A. McKillip, In the Forests of Serre. New York: Ace Books, 2003. p. 295.
The inner life is important, and so is ordinary life, even for wizards.
-Martin LaBar
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