Guilt is worse than greed, for guilt robs the body of its soul.

There are limitless futures stretching out in every direction from this moment—and from this moment and from this. Billions of them, bifurcating every instant! Every possible position of every possible electron balloons out into billions of probabilities! Billions and billions of shining, gleaming futures!

Never shy to speak your mother tongue; because it's not just a language, it's a pride of your identity

I’m not drunk,” Cithrin said. “You aren’t,” Yardem agreed. “Then why can’t I have another glass?” “Because that’s how you stay not drunk.

Written By Daniel Abraham

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