Robin Hobb Quotes

I don't think they're coming. Why must I stand here in the wind and rain?''Because it pleases me', Kennit snapped at him.Wintrow thought to intervene. 'You can have my cloak, if you like'. he offered....

I lied!' I spat my whisper at him. 'I knew you read my journal. I knew you read my dreams. I wrote there what I thought would hurt you most! I lied to hurt you. For letting him be dead while you lived...

I lied to hurt you. For letting him be dead while you lived. For being loved by him more than he loved me!He loved you more than he ever loved any of the rest of us!

I'll be glad to get out on the water again, and gladder still to see Divvytown. I knew it was my home port that first time I saw it.''The pirate town? Sa save us all. Does someone wait for you, dearie...

Stop using every mistake you make as an excuse to fail completely.

I am the King's Fool. He is the King-In-Wating. Let him wait.

Acceptance of what is. That is the shortest path to peace with yourself.

Well. Who wouldn't break? I broke. You broke.''And we both emerged stronger.''We both emerged', I modified his words.

And to die with the Warrior's Prayer on his lips. For, 'Yes', he had sighed on his dying breath, and all knew that was the ultimate prayer one could offer to life. Acceptance.

The separate parts of my life became like beads and I the string that ran through them all. I believe if I had ever paused to consider the intricacy of all I did to keep those parts separate, I would...

She held his hand and did not look down nor back.

Maybe you have to keep your pain and loss to know that you can survive whatever life deals you. Perhaps without putting your pain in its place in your life, you became something of a coward.

We all perish in our last attempt to live.

I have heard it called a dance, I have heard it called a battle. Some men speak of it with a knowing laugh, some with a sneer. I have heard the study market women chuckling over it like hens clucking...

She had called herself a whore. That was a man's word, a shame-word flung at a woman. But she did not seem ashamed. She wielded the word like a sword, slicing away all his preconceptions of who she wa...

The second thing you have to do to be a writer is to keep on writing. Don't listen to people who tell you that very few people get published and you won't be one of them. Don't listen to your friend w...

This was a young man who had killed, but never before been in imminent danger of being killed. I felt oddly qualified to introduce him to the sensation.

It’s an old tradition or perhaps a superstition. Never call something by its true name if you wish to avoid calling its attention to you. Perhaps

Time is an unkind teacher, delivering lessons that we learn far too late for them to be useful.

And a Fool is supposed to be wise?