American studio engineer, active mostly in the 1990s.
Charter member of the Society of Operating Cameramen.
Michael Scott, soc recipient of the Society of Camera Operstors Lifetime Achievement Award 2009.
Author of fantasy and folklore stories for adults and children.
Scott was a television anchorman in Omaha, Nebraska and briefly was a correspondent for Entertainment Tonight.
Programme Controller, Granada Television 1979-1987.
Granda Television continuity announcer, producer, director, and from 1983 programme controller.
Some stories wait their turn to be told, others just tap you on the shoulder and insist you tell them.
No man is ever just one thing.
With a tremendous effort, Areop-Enap opened all its eyes. " I am sorry to leave you alone and defenseless. "Perenelle sealed the spider Elder into the huge cocoon of web, then turned and strode across the room. The tiniest breeze swept the floor clean before her. " I am Perenelle Flamel, the Sorceress,"she said aloud, unsure whether Aerop-Enap could hear her. "And I am never defenseless.
Imagination is more important than knowledge. For knowledge is limited to all we know and understand, while imagination embraces the entire world, and all there ever will be to know and understand.
Magic is really only the utilization of the entire spectrum of the senses. Humans have cut themselves off from their senses. Now they see only a tiny portion of the visible spectrum, hear only the loudest of sounds, their sense of smell is shockingly poor and they can only distinguish the sweetest and sourest of tastes.
You must learn to heed your senses. Humans use but a tiny percentage of theirs. They barely look, they rarely listen, they never smell, and they think that they can only experience feelings through their skin. But they talk, oh, do they talk.
There is no such thing as magic. It is a word. A silly, foolish, overused word. There is only your aura. . . or the Chinese have a better word for it: qi. A life force. An energy. This is the energy that flows within you. It can be shaped, molded, directed.
The strong survive, but the courageous triumph.
The day we stop learning is the day we die.
If you have to injure someone, then make it so severe that his vengeance need not be feared.
And when in doubt, Josh, follow your heart. Words can be false, images and sounds can be manipulated. But this. . . This is always true.
There was no honor in war, less in killing, and none in dying. But there was true dignity in how men comported themselves in battle. And there was always honor to be found in standing for a just cause and defending the defenseless.
He’d never heard of a demon with freckles before.
Werewolves and silver bullets!” Shakespeare coughed a quick laugh and shook his head. “Lord, what fools these mortals be!,Even that. What is the point in living forever, if it is not with the woman I love?,Why do you want to do this?" he asked curiously. "Why is this woman so important to you?"Saint-Germain blinked in surprise. "Have you ever loved anyone?" he asked. "Yes," Tamnuz said cautiously, "I had a consort once, Inanna. . . ""But did you love her? Truly love her?"The Green Man remained silent. "Did she mean more to you than life itself?" Saint-Germain persisted. "They do not love that do not show their love," Shakespeare murmured very softly. The French immortal stepped closer to the Elder. "I love my Jeanne," he said simply. "I must go to her. ""Even though it will cost you everything?" Tamnuz persisted, as if the idea was incomprehensible. "Yes. Without Joan, everything I have is worthless. ""Even your immortality?""Especially my immortality. " Gone were the banter and the jokes. This was a Saint-Germain whom neither Shakespeare nor Palamedes had ever seen before. "I love her," he said,.
