Hands could be such expressive things.
Less talk, more screaming.
Fulfillment comes from striving to succeed, to survive by your own wits and strength.
[Lying is] a betrayal to one's self. It's evidence of self-loathing. When you are so ashamed of your actions, thoughts, or intentions, you lie rather than accepting yourself for who you really are......
Verily, for nine hundred years have I lost. Everyone I knew is dead, the empire gone, and who knows in what state the world is left. Should what thy sister reports prove true, much hath changed in the...
I just never noticed how little of me existed before. I was a shadow without a person.
That's the thing about hatred, it can become rancid, and it'll turn into poison if you keep it bottled too long. Hatred will eat through any container and seep into the groundwater of a soul. Revenge...
Royce saw to his horse’s needs; then, finding a suitable place, he unrolled his blanket and lay down.I take it we’re camping here, then?Royce said nothing, still refusing to acknowledge his existence....
I hate dwarves.
Royce decided to try to reason with Hadrian. Would you rather they find out and send a detachment to hunt us down?No, I just hate being the cause of an innocent man’s death.No one is innocent, my frie...
Myron took the moment to sit down on the stone bench behind him and whispered to Hadrian, You were right. Life outside the abbey is much more exciting than books.
I know nothing about war. But let me tell you what I believe. I think running from responsibility breeds self-loathing and despair. I think people can, and do, rise to the occasion, and even a single...
You always think everything is so easy, Royce replied, wiping his eyes.I'm just a glass-half-full kinda guy. How's your glass looking these days?I have no idea. I'm still trying to get over the sheer...
Long is the day in the summertime,long is the song which I play,I will keep your memory in my heart,till you come to me…
Instructors could teach the basic techniques and methods, but a mastery of mechanical knowledge could never make a person an artist. No one could teach creativity or invention. A spark needed to come...
We are more than the bodies we inhabit, Fawkes said. They're little more than clothes, and yet we judge so much by them.
There always seemed to be a better way, except when it came to people. Once broken, people couldn't be repaired.
That night there was more than one killer in the forest, the next day a lot more ghosts.--The Book of Brin
Revenge is a bittersweet fruit that leaves the foul aftertaste of regret.
My name is Hadrian Blackwater.Congratulations. Uh … what’s yours?Leave me alone.