And Kushiel sends no punishment that we are not fit to bear.
You're as bad as your master, he muttered, scarce audible amid the sea-sounds. Worse. At least he didn't ply his words from a courtesan's lips.
You should tell them, Joscelin said shortly. Tell them the truth. Fear and lies fester in darkness. The truth may wound, but it cuts clean.
The night court taught me to serve, and Delauney taught me to think; but from Melisande Shahrizai, I learned how to hate.
Poets in their chambers began to scribble notes.
My taste is for spices, and not sweets.
Merely surviving without doing harm seemed chore enough.
Ma al di sopra di tutto c'è l'amore. E se desideriamo essere più che umani, è quella la stella che dobbiamo seguire.
Let the warriors clamor after gods of blood and thunder; love is hard, harder than steel and thrice as cruel.
All knowledge is worth having.
«Salvezza. Già, ma cosa significa? A quel tempo pensavo di saperlo, pensavo di averne bisogno, e che gli yeshuiti la offrissero. E che il solo prezzo da pagare fosse avere fede.»«Ma non l'hai accettat...
Tis strange how many leavetakings one life can hold.
There is no fulfillment that is not made sweeter for the prolonging of desire
Surely if we knew what bitterness fate held in store, we would shrink back in fear and let the cup of life pass us by untasted.
If you will not die for us, you cannot ask us to die for you.
Amid the horrors of war, the poets seldom saw fit to mention the deadly tedium.
Where power intersects with pleasure, there is danger. Adepts
Without plenty, the wealthy lack compassion for the poor, hoarding without sharing. Without law, the strong bully the weak, stealing by force.
Tis a lonely business, being miserable when happiness abounds. I did my best to hide it, although the people who knew me well, knew.
Non sempre chi accondiscende è debole.