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 More Quotes by Glen Cook More Quotes From Glen Cook Morning is wonderful. Its only drawback is that it comes at such an inconvenient time of day. Glen Cook good-morninggood-daymonday There is no vengeance as terrible as the vengeance a coward plots in the dark of his heart. Glen Cook cowarddarkheart The man who counts on the aid of a god deserves the help he doesn't get. Glen Cook aidshelpingmen Write. Don't talk about writing. Don't tell me about your wonderful story ideas. Don't give me a bunch of "somedays." Plant your ass and scribble, type, keyboard. If you have any talent at all, it will leak out despite your failure to pay attention in English. Glen Cook writinggivingideas Every ounce of my cynicism is supported by historical precedent. Glen Cook precedentcynicismhistorical Religion is something that gets hammered in early, and never really goes away. And has powers to move which go beyond anything rational. Glen Cook hammeredrationalmoving Consistency is the sign of a narrow mind. Glen Cook narrow-mindsconsistencymind No religion I ever encountered made any sense. None are consistent. Most gods are megalomaniacs and paranoid psychotics by their worshippers' description. I don't see how they could survive their own insanity. But it's not impossible that human beings are incapable of interpreting a power so much greater than themselves. Maybe religions are twisted and perverted shadows of truth. Maybe there are forces which shape the world. I myself have never understood why, in a universe so vast, a god would care about something so trivial as worship or human destiny. Glen Cook destinyshadowinsanity I can laugh at peasants and townies chained all their lives to a tiny corner of the earth while I roam its face and see its wonders, but when I go down, there will be no child to carry my name, no family to mourn me save my comrades, no one to remember, no one to raise a marker over my cold bit of ground. Glen Cook nameslaughingchildren There are no self-proclaimed villains, only regiments of self-proclaimed saints. Victorious historians rule where good or evil lies. Glen Cook selfevillying Soldiers live. He dies and not you, and you feel guilty, because you're glad he died, and not you. Soldiers live, and wonder why. Glen Cook guiltysoldierwonder Oh, 'twould be marvelous if the world and its moral questions were like some game board, with plain black players and white, and fixed rules, and nary a shade of grey. Glen Cook playerwhitegames My favorite sport is female and my favorite food is beer. Glen Cook femalebeersports I'm an incurable romantic. The essence of romance is an unshakable conviction that next time will be different. Glen Cook romancedifferentessence If one chooses sides on emotion then the rebel is the guy to go with. He is fighting for everything men claim to honour, freedom, independance, truth, the right.......all the subjective illusions. All the eternal trigger words. We are minions of the villan of the piece. We confess the illusion and deny the substance. Glen Cook guyfightingmen I'm a bad man. I need to understand the past. It illuminates the present. Glen Cook menpastneeds Time will unfold its leaves. Glen Cook time Rich men have dreams. Poor men die to make them come true. Glen Cook richdreammen A world ought to have a few genuine good guys, and not just a spectrum of people running from bad to worse. Glen Cook guyrunningpeople More evil gets done in the name of righteousness than any other way. Glen Cook doneevilnames
