Quotes from Roger Zelazny

Hallowed be Thy name, if a name Thou hast and any desire to see it hallowed.

The mind is a funny place. I do not even trust my own.

This girl either brings out the worst in me or shuts me down completely. Not true. I did it myself. Still....

Debit me, one Memento Mori

The price of being an Amberite, I suppose, is that you cannot even trust yourself.

He felt her cold lips touch his eyes, like coins for Charon. After a time he heard her singing... The song was a piece of forever.

Think not less of me in my omniscience, said Brahma, stifling a yawn with his scepter, if I admit to having, for the moment, forgotten these figures.

Acquit yourself as well as I have-bastard!

It was a splendid and cryptic old family heirloom which belonged right where it was, in the cellar.

Kroon ei muuda selle kandjat automaatselt pistodakindlaks. [Merlin] Aga pärija tuleb võimule suure hulga paha pagasiga. [Suhuy]

Despite our major hatreds and petty animosities, we Amberites are a family-conscious bunch, always eager for news of one another, desirous to know everyone's position in the changing picture. A pause for gossip has doubtless stayed a few death blows among us. I sometimes think of us as a gang of mean little old ladies in a combination rest home and obstacle course.

Simple curiosity, more than suspicion even, required that I search these faces for reactions, clues, indications-the faces that I knew better than any others, to the limits of my understanding such things. And of course they told me nothing.

Had I known at the time how well I wrought, said Yama, I might have numbered its days intentionally. Occasionally, do I regret my genius.

When there is no real hope we must mint our own

Unlike the other darkside Lords, whose places of power were fixed geographical localities where they reigned supreme, Jack's was more a tenuous one, and liable to speedy cancellation, but it existed wherever light and objects met to make a lesser darkness. With

How many people get their stories right from day to day?

A prisoner of he who has already slain you once, he thought. No doubt near to his place of power, in a cage built just for me. Bad. Bad. There

All scheming princes must keep a few secrets.

We spend so much time lying to one another that I decided it would be amusing to say what I really felt. Just to see whether anyone noticed.

I am a man who occasionally aspires to things beyond the belly and the phallus. I am not the saint the Buddhists think me to be, and I am not the hero out of legend. I am a man who knows much fear, and who occasionally feels guilt.

The Peyoteway, he knew, was an even newer thing, learned from the Utes.

In any novel I write, I have in my mind several things which happened in the protagonist's past which I never mention in the book.

Sleep is perhaps the only among life's great pleasures which need not be of short duration.