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 patronising wonder at the naivete of the youth who dreamed them. - Glen Cook
I am haunted by the clear knowledge that, in the end, evil always triumphs. - Glen Cook
I'm an incurable romantic. The essence of romance is an unshakable conviction that next time will be different. - Glen Cook
She came and she went, in sorrow for the death of dreams, and she came no more. - Glen Cook