Jefferson Smith

Respect is a kind of magic too, you know.

It is a fool of a shepherd who culls his dogs.

Wisdom cannot be stolen - it can only be shared.

Respect is a really powerful magic too, you know.

She was every inch the skeletal goddess that had been promised by the bones of her feet.

How do you explain plastic to a medieval forest bard?

Your king is SUPPOSED to explode? What kind of government system is that?

You can't believe everything people tell you - not even if those people are your own brain.

Trust not in Sprites nor the motivations of a Gnome.

In the world of your story, your outline is like the Ten Commandments. Unfortunately, your characters are all Atheists.

There is no such thing as helplessness. It's just another word for giving up.