Yet I desperately wanted to share the news, as if grief were a heavy burden to be spread out among those who must bear it.
Words do not contain or define any person. A heart can, if it is willing.
Why, I suddenly wondered, had I wasted all those hours I could have spent with her? Why hadn’t I gone with them, to listen to a bedtime story or nursery song?
When you spring to an idea, and decide it is truth, without evidence, you blind yourself to other possibilities.
When you cut pieces out of the truth to avoid looking like a fool you end up looking like a moron instead.
What a man can take with a sword, a woman can give by her flesh alone. Life.
We are here, Fitz, you and I, to change the future of the world. To reach out and hold in place the tiny pebble that could trigger the boulder’s tumbling.
Uma pedrinha pode fazer sair uma roda do seu caminho, disse-me ele, mas avisou-me que a experiência raramente era agradável para a pedrinha.
They need other people to make them think they’re alive. They only feel like they’re important if someone else tells them they are.
Then I'd be dead, I pointed out. Among other things. Fool, there is no sense in trying to playthat game with the past. Here is where we are today, and we can only make our moves from here.
The man who worries about what will next be happening to him loses this moment in dread of the next, and poisons the next with pre-judgement.
The hunt for meat is best, but any hunt is always the hunt, and one is never more alive than during the hunt.
Somewhere inside me, a madman raged in his cell, but I chose not to know of that.
Sometimes thanking someone is more important to the person giving the thanks than the one who receives it.
Reminding myself that these servants might be better born than myself, I treated them all with great courtesy and later wondered if that might not be the secret of the harmonious household, that all s...
One part braggart to one part coward. He would fear everyone he did not control. And the next day he would fear those he controlled even more.
Once she would have found him mysterious and alluring. She had grown wiser. Dangerous men were neither romantic nor exotic; they were men who could hurt you.
Oh, my boy. The best mistake Chivalry ever made was you. Go on now.
Não tem de ser assim tão ruim - disse Breu calmamente. - A maior parte das nossas prisões é criada por nós mesmos. Um homem também faz a própria liberdade.
Nothing is really lost. Shapes change. But it’s never completely gone.