Quotes from Piers Anthony

In fact, I believe that we need better sex education in our own culture, here in America, so that young folk learn about things like venereal disease before they encounter it.

Being terrified but going ahead and doing what must be done—that's courage. The one who feels no fear is a fool, and the one who lets fear rule him is a coward.

One thing you who had secure or happy childhoods should understand about those of us who did not. We who control our feelings, who avoid conflicts at all costs, or seem to seek them. Who are hypersensitive, self-critical, compulsive, workaholic, and above all survivors. We are not that way from perversity, and we cannot just relax and let it go. We've learned to cope in ways you never had to.

I think it's a shame that something as creative and vital to the nature of the human species as story-telling is largely controlled by the soulless cretins known as publishers.

When you steal from the library, you are preventing anyone else from reading that book, and the very notion makes me want to drop you in the Void.

One day you'll discover that the opinions of worthless people are worthless.

Adults had the notion that juveniles needed to suffer. Only when they had suffered enough to wipe out most of their naturally joyous spirits and innocence were they staid enough to be considered mature. An adult was essentially a broken-down child.

Happy children do not seem to grow up to be writers.

Every person professes to love good and hate evil, but in his actions his real preferences emerges.

But one must go where one's road leads, even when it's a distressing road.

For our stories are not yet finished, and perhaps will never be.

Never thought I'd see the day when Death was denied. That leaves taxes as the only certainty.

Decent folk had to let indecent folk do their thing; that was the paradox of decency.

Be what you are; it is better that way. --Dolph

People talk-- they sneer at escapism. Well, there are those of us who need it.

She looked around. "Oh, I've just got to hug somebody! You!" And she hugged Puck, the little ghost horse. "And you." She hugged Pook, and Peek, and even the nose of the moat monster. "But not you," she decided, encountering the zombie.

Dor woke again as dawn came. The sun had somehow gotten around to the east, where the land was, and dried off so that it could shine again.

What kind of fool had he been, to throw away romance untried?

You don't have to settle for what you are at this moment. You can work to make a difference. --Chex

Evil can never touch the person who refuses to accept it.

Man is the one creature on Earth who knows he will die, and that is an appalling intellectual burden.

Is it foolish to care for non-existent folk? Then, leave me to my foolishness.

All things make sense; you just have to fathom how they make sense.

By all means. Swords have ever been the best servants of crazy men.