57 Quotes by Barbara Hambly

I always wanted to be a writer but everyone kept telling me it was impossible to break into the field or make money. I’ve proven them wrong on both counts.

She barely hid a smile. “That’s a wizard’s answer if I ever heard one.” “Meaning that mages deal in double talk?” His grin was impish. “That’s one of our two occupational hazards.” “And what’s the other one?” He laughed. “A deplorable tendency to meddle.

There is no temptation from outside the heart.

She understood that even the worst days contained only twenty-four hours. One did what one had to do to get through them, and afterwards, one slept.

To the pure, all things are pure,” Antryg remarked, in Magister Magus’ best soothsayer voice, “and to the unimaginative, all things are devilish.

It is a terrible mistake to put the rifles of tomorrow into the hands of the ignorance of yesterday.

But that was the first thing I had to learn about her, and maybe the hardest I’ve ever learned about anything – that she is her own, and what she gives me is of her choosing, and the more precious because of it. Sometimes a butterfly will come to sit in your open palm, but if you close your hand, one way or the other, it – and its choice to be there – are gone.

Hidden within the heart of the great rose of music, he could forget time and place, forget the sting of his cut lip and the white man who’d given it to him, who had the right by law to give it to him; forget the whole of this past half year. For as long as he could remember, music had been his refuge, when grief and pity and rage and incomprehension of the whole of the bleeding world overwhelmed him: It had been a retreat, like the gentle hypnotism of the Rosary.

She had killed literally hundreds of men, usually for business reasons, but had never learned to deal with them in a one-sided amatory situation.