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“Ashe, the tavern keeper, pointed at it while beaming with pride. ‘That’s ours, right there! The fat one, docked on the starboard.’ ‘”Death by Water”?’ Kate folded her arms. ‘You named your smuggling ship, “Death by Water”?’ ‘Fitting name for a Miramesh ship, ain’t it? All northern vessels have something with “death” in their name. I figured it be a luckier name than my last smuggling boat, “The Unsinkable II”,’ he chuckled. Kate’s eyes flashed bright green. ‘The Unsinkable II? What happened to “The Unsinkable I”?’ Ashe took one last swig out of his hip flask, then poured its remaining contents on the ground. Kate suddenly decided she was not that interested in ships.”

“Ashenden admiraba la bondad, pero no le ofendía lo innoble. La gente le creía hombre sin corazón porque estudiaba más que apreciaba a las personas a su alrededor, e incluso de aquellos a quienes sinceramente quería veía con claridad meridiana sus defectos y sus virtudes. Cuando alguien le gustaba, no era porque fuese ciego a sus faltas, las aceptaba con un tolerante encogerse de hombros; o porque les imaginara dotes que no poseían, y tratando a sus amigos con la fanqueza derivada de esa rectitud de criterio, nunca le defraudaban y rara vez los perdía. No pedía a nadie más de lo que podía dar.”

“Asher Rubin thinks that most people are truly idiots, and that it is human stupidity that is ultimately responsible for introducing sadness into the world. It isn’t a sin or a trait with which human beings are born, but a false view of the world, a mistaken evaluation of what is seen by our eyes. Which is why people perceive every thing in isolation, each object separate from the rest. Real wisdom lies in linking everything together—that’s when the true shape of all of it emerges.”

“Asherah is the Great Mother Goddess and the Queen of Heaven. She is among the most powerful members of the Elohim, the host of heaven who came to earth. She taught us how to work with mother nature as an active life force of our planet, and she left us the Tree of Life as her representation. When we partake of her fruit as Eve did, our eyes are open to all knowledge and understanding. We become divine. We learn to look inward rather than outward for our reference points and find we are connected to all that there is—both the physical and nonphysical. There is no need to worship anyone or anything outside of ourselves for all is made of the same essence. -Excerpt from “Roots Too Deep for the Redactors,” featured in Asherah: Roots of the Mother Tree.”

“Ashes were already falling, not as yet very thickly. I looked round: a dense black cloud was coming up behind us, spreading over the earth like a flood. 'Let us leave the road while we can still see,'I said,'or we shall be knocked down and trampled underfoot in the dark by the crowd behind.' We had scarcely sat down to rest when darkness fell, not the dark of a moonless or cloudy night, but as if the lamp had been put out in a closed room. You could hear the shrieks of women, the wailing of infants, and the shouting of men; some were calling their parents, others their children or their wives, trying to recognize them by their voices. People bewailed their own fate or that of their relatives, and there were some who prayed for death in their terror of dying. Many besought the aid of the gods, but still more imagined there were no gods left, and that the universe was plunged into eternal darkness for evermore. ~Pliny the Younger Trust me…history will record the battle at the Puerto Rico Trench the same way. ~High Commander Mustafa”

“Ashlar: "I have learned to live with a profound loneliness. I forget about it for years and years. Then it surfaces, the desire to be placed in context by somebody else. The desire to be known, understood, evaluated morally by a sophisticated mind. That was always the lure of the Talamasca, from the beginning, that I could go there and confide in my scholars, that we would talk late into the night.(...) Human beings very seldom survive without that kind of exchange, communication. Love.”

“Ashlynn washed her face, put on an apron, and then opened wide the door to her shoe closet. This princess wouldn't care if she wore a burlap sack every day, so long as she had dozens of footwear choices. Today she settled on a pair of scrappy teal wedges and went to start breakfast. Even though her father's grand house came fully stocked with servants, her mother believed in good, solid, character-forming chores. After all, Ashlynn would inherit her mother's story and become the next Cinderella someday, and there would be lots of floors to mop and hearths to sweep her Happily Ever After.”

“Ashoka's political and moral philosophy, as he expressed it in his imperial inscriptions, initiated a tradition of religious tolerance, non-violent debate and a commitment to the idea of happiness which has animated Indian political philosophy ever since. But - and it's a big but - his benevolent empire scarcely outlived him. And that leaves us with the uncomfortable question of whether such high ideals can survive the realities of political power. Nevertheless, this was a ruler who really did change the way that his subjects and their successors thought.”

“Ashpetal…” I repeated quietly, almost tasting the word. “Why do you call me that?” His lips twitched into a gentle, knowing smile. “Well… don’t you look like that flower?” His voice softened, threading through my chest like a prayer and a curse at once. “You burned out during your lifetime, turned into ashes… but you’re still burning inside. That light in your heart is almost gone, but it’s still there. It just… it just needs a spark to resurrect.”

“Ashtadukht slumped and let the nightingale’s song flood her brain. She knew that empty tone, that defeated outlook; she knew it intimately. Even now, it burned in her as limply as a snuffed flame. Passion burned with unchecked verve, devoured its fuel, and sputtered out. Despair required no upkeep; it heaped barely-glowing coals in the back of your mind and fuelled itself.”

“Ashton Ford will come as something of a surprise to those of you who have been with me over the years. This is not the same type of fiction that established my success as a novelist; Ford is not a gutbuster and he is not trying to save the world from anything but its own confusion. There are no grenade launchers or rockets to solve his problems and he is more of a lover than a fighter. I have grown, I hope, both as a person and as a writer, and I needed another vehicle to carry the creative quest. Ashton Ford is that vehicle.”

“Ashton Hamid hated hiking. He hated the woods. Hated the whole insistence on “real life experiences” and “survival” and “nature” in general. He took another step, wincing as the blister on his heel throbbed. THIS is why I prefer V.R.! The trees grew close together here, and the trail on which he and Vale hiked wove in and out of them like a ribbon. He squinted into the forest. If Vale wasn’t leading, he’d have no idea where to go. The trail was little more than a muddy path.”

“Ashton jumped in and said, 'I want you to know that I don't take coming into childrens lives lightly'. That was within the first couple of weeks of our relationship, before he had met the girls. they are my priority and I've always be sensitive to their feelings, but as the parent you can't allow your children to dictate what's right for you.”