Boys... You're all idiots - Carlaine
He had seen the worst and best of the rest, and had gone from a fraternity of men bent on trivial gain by any means, including murder, to a fellowship of men who would sacrifice even their own lives f...
One time is much like another to death. She comes when she will. So why give over your mind to worry?
It's the problem with having a logical mind and giving women the same credit for ability as men, he mused as he dismounted. You can't contrive reasons to keep them safe.
I know, when we are young we cannot entertain the idea another's feelings can be as deep as our own. Our love is so much loftier, our pain so much more intense.
A man makes choices, Tal said.True, but what choices a man makes depends on what choices he is offered.
We are the music makers,We are the dreamers of dreams,Wandering by lone sea-breakers,And sitting by desolate streams;—World-losers and world-forsakers,On whom the pale moon gleams:We are the movers an...
There are many ways to love someone. Sometimes we want to love so much we're not too choosy about who we love. Other times we make love such a pure and noble thing no poor human can ever meet our visi...
More men have been defeated by reports than all the steel of all the swords in history.
You would do well to know, Marcus, that irritating a better swordsman than yourself is a good way to end up dead.
Thousands of men had died needlessly so that two madmen could betray a good king.
There are two kinds of strength. Power and the ability to wield it is obvious, but resilience, the ability to resist power, is the other.
The pride Kaspar had seen in his father’s eyes, despite the admonishing words about foolish acts, had branded the boy for life. 'Never be afraid.' He knew that no matter what, any choice must be made...
Suddenly feeling overwhelmed, Talon said, 'It doesn’t matter. They are all dead.' He felt moisture gathering in his eyes and blinked. 'It’s been a while since I’ve felt that.'Caleb nodded. 'It never g...
People most often don’t see what is right before them.
Now he wondered what use it would be. For Kaspar’s death would not bring back his father, Elk’s Call at Dawn, or his mother, Whisper of the Night Wind. His brother, Hand of the Sun, and his little sis...
Love is like a lot of things, it is always best done with the head. Save mindless efforts for mindless things.
It’s tempting to think of yourself as powerful when those around you are far less so, but compared to the simple fact of existence, to the power of life and how it hangs on, we are nothing.
Good, said Creed. I always like it when a captain has a plan; makes getting killed a lot less random.
You are not like others. You are of neither the Lesser nor the Greater Path. You are a sorcerer, one who knows there are no paths, only magic. And magic may be limited only by the limits of one’s gift...