Quotes by : Kay Kenyon

The worst kind of poison for despots: truth.

Tori gazed out on the calm Ancific Ocean across which, incredibly, she would be taking a coach.

He didn't know which he preferred: the Red, with its fatalistic and pious acceptance of all futures,....

The student asks: If my redstone necklace had every view of every veil that ever brightened, would I....

She shrugged. "Ownership is a fragile concept.