I had no idea what to do with this unexpected life.
I flew, I hunted, I killed. I am SINTARA!
How much do you understand?’ I demanded of her one afternoon. She cocked her head at me, met my gaze and demanded, ‘How much do YOU understand?
How can one hate oneself so much that one is willing to murder that self?'The ship shook his head and rain flew from his locks. 'That is your mistake. No one wants the self to die. I only wanted to ma...
He pleasures his body with drugs and deadens his soul with his savage amusements. Aye, and spreads the disease to those around him, until they take no satisfaction in a contest of skill that draws no...
He lives day-to-day now, just as we do, fumbling forward down the path to the future.
Fitz, you are angry. I can feel it like storm waves lashing my shores.
Explanations had seldom worked between us. Trust had.
Dragons don't bother with introductions.
Don’t do what you can’t undo, until you’ve considered what you can’t do once you’ve done it.
Diplomacy may very well be the art of manipulating secrets. What would any negotiation come to, were not there secrets to either share or withhold?
Death could make things stop, but it could not make things right.
But all know that a woman cannot give her word to anyone, for women cannot possess honor. Women promise, and later they say, ‘I did not understand, I did not mean it that way, I thought those words me...
Be very chary of telling your hoarded secrets. Many lose all power once they have been divulged. Be even more careful of sharing your own secrets lest you find yourself a puppet dancing on someone els...
A man has to have a purpose in life. I know this now, but it took me the first score years of my life to learn it. In that I scarcely think myself unique.
Wolves have no kings.
Why can't people love one another and still remain free? Althea demanded suddenly.Amber paused to rub her eyes, then tug thoughtfully at her earring. One can love that way, she conceded regretfully. B...
When you spring to an idea, and decide it is truth, without evidence, you blind yourself to other possibilities.
When one has been disappointed for so long, hope becomes the enemy. One cannot be dashed to the earth unless one is lifted first, and I learned to avoid hope.
When had it become so ingrained in her to apologize whenever she wanted something for herself?