“We've dug our holes and hallowed caves Put goblin foes in shallow graves This day our work is just begun In the mines where silver rivers runBeneath the stone the metal gleams Torches shine on silver streams Beyond the eyes of he spying sun In the mines where silver rivers runThe hammers chime on Mithral pure As dwarven mines in days of yore A craftsman's work is never done In the mines where silver rivers runTo dwarven gods we sing or praise Put another orc in a shallow grave We know our work has just began In the mines where silver rivers run”

“But if Smith was right, and gold and silver became money through the natural workings of the market completely independently of governments, then wouldn't the obvious thing be to just grab control of the gold and silver mines?”

“Genius without education is like silver in the mine.”

“The river split for the jump of a red-gilled silver salmon, then circled to mark the spot where it fell. Spoonbills shoveled at the crimson mud in the shallows, and dowitchers jumped from cattail to cattail, frantically crying "Kleek! Kleek!" as though the thin reeds were as hot as the pokers they resembled.”

“We should have springs and rivers, not mines and treasure tunnels. Gold is an unwelcome visitor. It works against the acclimation of people to the land.”

“Art is a kind of mining," he said. "The artist a variety of prospector searching for the sparkling silver of meaning in the earth.”