Проигрывать бой? - все еще задыхаясь спросил он. - Бой не заканчивается, пока ты его не выиграл, Фитц. Это очень просто запомнить. Независимо от того, что считает другой человек.
Refusing to think about a thing only brings it more strongly to mind.
For some time. She’s long past her bearing years now. Nettle will be our only daughter.’ His face softened. ‘I’m sorry, Fitz. I’ve been told that nothing completes a man’s life in quite the way that c...
Young as I was, I still wondered what kind of man this was who, with one leg bandaged, could quell a room full of rough men with a look or a word.
Why’re you like that? the boy persisted.Like what? Paragon finally asked in annoyance.Ya’know. Allus mad. Or crazy fightin’ Say’n stuff ta be mean.How else do you expect me to be? Paragon retorted. Jo...
When you fear to fail, you fear something that has not happened yet. You predict your own failure, and by inaction, lock yourself into it.
Vengeance took no account of innocence or right. It was the chain that bound horrific events together, that decreed that one awful act must beget another worse one that would lead to yet a third. It c...
Truth can well out of a man like blood from a wound, and it can be just as disconcerting to look at.
Tomorrow owes you the sum of your yesterdays. No more than that. Amber looked out to sea again. And no less. Sometimes folk wish tomorrow did not pay them off so completely.
To finally confront the worst there is, to look it squarely in the face and say, I know you. You have hurt me, almost to death, but still I live. And I will go on living.
To every creature is given both a place and a time, and when that time is over, we have to let them go.
This is our last hunt, old wolf. And as we have always done, we go to it together.
There was always something to be learned from any experience, no matter how horrendous. As long as a man kept sight of that, his spirit could prevail against anything. It was only when one gave in and...
There is no more slippery task than to refrain from thinking of something.
Then as now he created reality around himself, bringing order and peace to a small island of warm firelight and the simple smell of hearth bread cooking.
The price was my healthy young body, so long taken for granted.
Someday is someday, and maybe it will be or maybe it won’t. This is a human thing, to worry about things that may or may not come to be. You can’t eat the meat until you’ve killed it.
Perhaps once one realised how deeply one could bond with a creature as foreign as a dragon, all forms of human love seemed more acceptable.
Pain is the coin they use now in all their transactions. Nothing else teaches them, nothing else will satisfy them.
One can swiftly understand that for most moments of our lives, we have forgotten almost all of the world around us, except for what currently claims our interest.