They are fools, who reckon Elua a soft god, fit only for the worship of starry-eyed lovers. Let the warriors clamor after gods of blood and thunder; love is hard, harder than steel and thrice as cruel...
There's some sort of Soothsayers' Code that prevents soothsayers from soothsaying on a day-to-day basis, when it might, you know, avert this kind of ordinary, everyday tragedy. Something about the law...
There are those who are awkward in the face of sorrow, fearing to say the wrong thing; to them, I say, there is no wrong in comfort, ever. A kind word, a consoling arm ... these things are ever welcom...
The enemy of fear is not courage, Jahno translated for her. The enemy of fear is love, for it is in loving others that we set aside our own personal fears, holding their safety and well-being as our h...
Take your happiness where you find it, children, and don't ask too many questions. Life is too short and uncertain to do otherwise.
Quincel de Morhban received me in his garden, something I never would have suspected, from either the man or the place. It was an inner sanctum, like Delaunay’s, like I had known in the Night Court, o...
Pride, desire, compassion, cleverness, belligerence, fruitfulness, loyalty… and guilt. But above it all stands love. And if we desire to be more than human, that is the star by which we must set our s...
Men will heed words spoken from one in a position of authority that they disdain from other sources.
It's the same questions we ask of our existence, and the answer is always the same. The mystery lies not in the question nor the answer, but in the asking and answering themselves, over and over again...
It's funny how despair can soon become an old companion
It is my observations, though, that happiness limits the amount of suffering one is willing to inflict upon others
It is my fate, it seems, to fall privy to rare and splendid vistas in a state of exhaustion too profound to care.
Io sono Phèdre nó Delaunay de Montrève, e sono unica.
If I'm to be damned for what I've done, I'll be damned in full and not by halves.
If I had to fall from Cassiel's grace, at least I know it took a courtesan worthy of Kings to do it.
I would that I could have stopped time and preserved that day forever. It was a perfect day. There was the shadow of sorrow, yes. It would always be there. But that was the nature of life. The bright...
I wish sometimes that the gods would either choose better, or make their wishes clearer
I understood pain. It is the price of living, and of loving well,
I took a slice of melon and perched on the edge of a couch, watching them both, patently uncomfortable with the undefined nature of my role here.
I seek words of such surpassing beauty that they might melt the hardest heart of stone.