“Never make unsupportable assumptions about your enemies, Martin. It can be a fatal self-indulgence.”
Source: The Rise of Endymion (1997), Chapter 3 (p. 49)
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(24 July 2005)
Unfit for Mass Consumption (blog entries), 2005
Context: There are many words and phrases that should be forever kept out of the hands of book reviewers. It's sad, but true. And one of these is "self-indulgent." And this is one of those things that strikes me very odd, like reviewers accusing an author of writing in a way that seems "artificial" or "self-conscious." It is, of course, a necessary prerequisite of fiction that one employ the artifice of language and that one exist in an intensely self-conscious state. Same with "self-indulgent." What could possibly be more self-indulgent than the act of writing fantastic fiction? The author is indulging her- or himself in the expression of the fantasy, and, likewise, the readers are indulging themselves in the luxury of someone else's fantasy. I've never written a story that wasn't self-indulgent. Neither has any other fantasy or sf author. We indulge our interests, our obsessions, and assume that someone out there will feel as passionately about X as we do.

“Never interrupt your enemy when he is making a mistake.”
As quoted in The Military Quotation Book (2002) by James Charlton, p. 93
Attributed
Source: Why Men Marry Bitches: A Woman's Guide to Winning Her Man's Heart

“Oh, about beer I never lie. A man who lies about beer makes enemies.”
Jud, to Louis
Source: Pet Sematary (1983)

“Self-pity is our worst enemy and if we yield to it, we can never do anything good in the world.”

A Contrarian Perspective on Altruism : The Dangers of First Contact (September 2002) http://www.setileague.org/iaaseti/brin.pdf, p. 22

Clary and Jace, pg. 313
Source: The Mortal Instruments, City of Bones (2007)
Context: "Well, when I was five, I wanted my mother to let me go around and around inside the dryer with the clothes," Clary said. "The difference is, she didn't let me."
"Probably because going around and around inside a dryer can be fatal," Jace pointed out, "whereas pasta is rarely fatal. Unless Isabelle makes it."