Desidererò sempre una felicità fuori della mia portata? si chiese d'un tratto. Oppure imparerò con il tempo a vivere appagata all'interno delle nebbie che ci circondano?
Customs have no reason; they simply are.
All events are but the consummation of preceding causes, clearly seen but not distinctly apprehended.
This is the great secret, which was known to all educated men in our day: that by what men think, we create the world around us, daily new. And
Has become their one diversion, their one pleasure—their religion.
And suddenly she tired of behaving as she ought.
Why should I waste my breath with a curse? I would as willingly bid you Godspeed to your own heaven, and may your God find more pleasure in your company than I do.
This I have known since first I trod the path—a time comes when there is only despair, when you seek to tear the veil from the shrine, and you cry out to her and know that she will not answer because...
It had to do with the knowledge that the world was as it was because of what men believed it was... year by year, these past three or four generations, the minds of men had been hardened to believing...
If I, who am rhu'ad, do not break the laws, she said, then no one will ever dare to break them, and our planet will stagnate in dead traditions.
I could write pages and pages about the delights of being a full-time housewife and mother and trying to write and support a family with two babies—but I don’t use that kind of language in public.
He was guarded behind a hundred fences of reserve and anger.
For this is the thing the priests do not know, with their One God and One Truth; that there is no such thing as a true tale. Truth has many faces and the truth is like the old road to Avalon; it depen...
As life grew better, happier, safer, did it also lose some indefinable edge which made it worth living at all?
A king must protect his people from outsiders, from invaders, and lead his people to defend themselves—a king must be the first to thrust himself between the land and all danger, just as a farmer stan...
All the tears women shed, they leave no mark on the world ...
Speak not against anyone whose burden you have not weighed yourself.
No house is big enough for the rule of two women.
For all the Gods are one god (...) and all the Goddesses are one Goddess, and their is only one Initiator. And to every man his own truth, and the God within.
But I am Niniane of Avalon, and I account to no man on this earth for what I do with what is mine -- yes, mine and not yours. I am not Roman, to let some man tell me what I may do with what the Goddes...