The unfortunate thing about working for yourself is that you have the worst boss in the world. I work every day of the year except at Christmas, when I work a half day.
David Eddings
The unfortunate thing about working for yourself is that you have the worst boss in the world. I work every day of the year except at Christmas, when I work a half day.
David Eddings
I taught in a small teacher’s college for three or four years, at which point all the administrators got a pay raise and the teaching faculty didn’t.
David Eddings
I hesitate to predict whether this theory is true. But if the general opinion of Mankind is optimistic then we’re in for a period of extreme popularity for science fiction.
David Eddings
I get up at an unholy hour in the morning my work day is completed by the time the sun rises. I have a slightly bad back which has made an enormous contribution to American literature.
David Eddings
I wrote a novel for my degree, and I’m very happy I didn’t submit that to a publisher. I sympathize with my professors who had to read it.
David Eddings
What was that?” Belgarath asked, coming back around the corner.”Brill,” Silk replied blandly, pulling his Murgo robe back on.”Again?” Belgarath demanded with exasperation. “What was he doing this time?””Trying to fly, last time I saw him.” Silk smirked.The old man looked puzzled.”He wasn’t doing it very well,” Silk added.Belgarath shrugged. “Maybe it’ll come to him in time.””He doesn’t really have all that much time.” Silk glanced out over the edge.”From far below – terribly far below – there came a faint, muffled crash; then, after several seconds, another. “Does bouncing count?” Silk asked.Belgarath made a wry face. “Not really.””Then I’d say he didn’t learn in time.” Silk said blithely.
David Eddings, Magician’s Gambit
I thought you said you were the one in charge!” Ce’Nedra exclaimed.I lied.” Silk said. “It’s a vice I have.
David Eddings, Queen of Sorcery
Life without any wonder left in it is flat and stale.
David Eddings, The Belgariad, Vol. 1: Pawn of Prophecy / Queen of Sorcery / Magician’s Gambit
Zakath stared at the floor. ‘I suddenly feel very helpless,’ he admitted, ‘and I don’t like the feeling. I’ve been rather effectively dethroned, you know. This morning I was the Emperor of the largest nation on earth; this afternoon, I’m going to be a vagabond.’You might find it refreshing,’ Silk told him lightly.Shut up, Kheldar,’ Zakath said almost absently. He looked back at Polgara. ‘You know something rather peculiar?’What’s that?’Even if I hadn’t given my word, I’d still have to go to Kell. It’s almost like a compulsion. I feel as if I’m being driven, and my driver is a blindfolded girl who’s hardly more than a child.’There are rewards,’ she told him.Such as what?’Who knows? Happiness, perhaps.’He laughed ironically. ‘Happiness has never been a driving ambition of mine, Lady Polgara, not for a long time now.’You may have to accept it anyway,’ She smiled. ‘We aren’t allowed to choose our rewards any more than we are our tasks. Those decisions are made for us.
David Eddings, Sorceress of Darshiva
…only in the surrender of the light could the darkness prevail.
David Eddings, King of the Murgos