Quotes by : Patrick W. Carr

Short questions with long answers, my boy.

He pulled his hand back, aware now that sweat beaded on his forehead and that Rale watched him, his eyes....

Once Errol righted himself into some semblance of horsemanship, they set off at an easy canter. That....

Somebody's been feeding the boy fables. Probably the king's niece. Humph. Nice girl. Too many romantic....

A picture of the world, nothing more than a casting stone set in the heavens, intruded on Errol's dismay.....

Some men are more easily broken by kindness than censure.

A figure stood at the far end, cloaked in black and beckoning him.

Her mouth set. "I've already lost one man I loved tonight. I will not lose the other." She glared at....