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An old, tired man. That is what I am. What became of the old fire, drive, ambition? There were dreams once upon a time, dreams now all but forgotten. On sad days I dust them off and fondle them nostalgically, with a patronizing wonder at the naivete of the youth who dreamed them.

— Glen Cook The White Rose (1985)

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Folks always believe their own racism is the result of divine inspiration, incontestably valid.

Sweet Silver Blues (1987)

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

The Silver Spike (1989)

Time is the enemy whose patience can’t be exhausted.

Dreams of Steel (1990)

Never underestimate the power of human ingratitude.

Shadow Games (1989)

To me wine is just so much spoiled fruit juice.

Cold Copper Tears (1988)

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