Dungeons Dragons Quotes

Even then, I was dreaming of Raistlin's black robes one moment, and Dorsett's spin move the next. This was what my father deeded--that our Knowledge of Self be more than America, that we understand the brain death that sprawled from the projects to the subdivisions. Consciousness was a beginning, but the imagination could turn straight 18s into paladins in plate, could make warrens in tunnels from graph paper, could pull armies of gnolls from miniatures--that was the Knowledge that ultimately would find a way out.

Ta-Nehisi Coates

The closest I ever got to Dragonlance and Forgotten Realms was when I bought the box game set for the latter (I think this was before the novels came out). I well recall this—we were living in James Bay, in Victoria. We opened the box up and took out the maps while sitting in a Mexican restaurant. Ten minutes later I was as close as I have ever been to publicly burning someone else’s creation…What bothered us was the reworking of every fantasy cliché imaginable, all in one package now, and none of it made sense.

I did not choose to be a monster—a shell of a man—half-human, half-fiend. I am a tiefling. I am what I am.

Barbara T. Cerny

My life was going exactly where I wanted it to until the Devil showed up.

Barbara T. Cerny

Iona stared at me for a long time. “You are going to leave me a widow before I have a chance to become a bride.

Barbara T. Cerny

Then it kissed me—not as a man would kiss a lover, not with tenderness or even passion. This was a kiss that stole the soul of men. Revulsion at this creature’s kiss was instantly replaced by the warmth stealing through my veins, as if my missing blood were being replenished and contrived to heal me. I craved to keep kissing the beast. My entire being awakened to that kiss feeding me ecstasy, feeding me life.

Barbara T. Cerny

The black of the ocean waves was the color of the sorrow in my breast, a sorrow that was never far away and always visible.

Barbara T. Cerny

God himself had sent me away. I was truly now among the damned.

Barbara T. Cerny

I was once a man, not a great man, not a saintly man, but a good man, and a man nonetheless.

Barbara T. Cerny