I liked these, so I'm going to post 'em for everyone to read. These are from The Dark Elf Trilogy, Homeland.

“Station is the paradox of the world of my people, the limitation of our power within the hunger for power. It is gained through treachery and invites treachery against those who gain it. Those most powerful in Menzoberranzan spend their days watching over their shoulders, defending against the daggers that would find their backs. Their deaths usually come from the front.”

Dizzt Do’Urden

What eyes are these that see
The pain I know in my innermost soul?
What eyes are these that see.
The twisted strides of my kindred,
Led on in the wake of toys unbridled.
Arrow, bolt, and sword tip?
Yours…aye, yours,
Straight run and muscled spring,
Soft on padded paws, sheathed claws,
Weapons rested for their need,
Stained not by frivolous blood
Or murderous Deceit
Face to face, my mirror;
Reflection in a still pool by light
Would that I might keep that image
Upon this face mine own.
Would that I might keep that heart
Within my breast untainted.
Hold tight to the proud honor of your spirit
Might Guenhwyvar,
And hold tight to my side
My dearest friend.


Dizzt Do’Urden