Her stillness was such a contrast to all the jumbled communication inside me that I suddenly felt what a tiresome fellow I was, always filling the air with the rattle of words and anxieties.
He spoke solemnly. This is our last hunt, old wolf. And as we always have, we go to it together.
Half the evil in this world occurs while decent people stand by and do nothing wrong. It’s not enough to refrain from evil, Trell. People have to attempt to do right, even if they believe they cannot...
Fun, fun, fun, got you, got you, and got you again! Here, you’re dead, here, I broke your forepaw, here, your blood runs out! Got you, got you, got you!
For, Yes, he had sighed on his dying breath, and all knew that was the ultimate prayer one could offer to life.
For too many, when they get their dream, they discover it is not what they wanted. Or the dream is bigger than their abilities, and all ends in bitterness.
Fitz: Shall we get up tomorrow and go looking for a wild pig?Nighteyes: I didn’t lose any wild pigs, did you?
Even if you do only a little damage, they will learn that touching you has a price. Some will not be willing to pay it. I
Dragon droppings? Per asked in awe, as if that were the most fantastic part of their tale.
De que serve uma vida vivida como se não fizesse qualquer diferença para a grande vida do mundo? Não consigo imaginar coisa mais triste. Porque não haveria uma mãe de dizer de si para si, se criar bem...
Claro que não sabes (...) E nem sequer queres ver o que está posto na mesa à tua frente. Homens. Se estivesse a chover sopa, estarias lá fora com um garfo.
Cats do not enjoy being reminded of debts.Cats don not incur in debts.
But if she is alone now, it is because she chose to be alone, not someone decree if for her. Her life is hers to live, not yours to repair.
Be now what you must be to succeed at the end of your journey, and when the end comes, you will find it is just another beginning.’ Althea
Bastard, she spat at him, and she thought he had moved closer. She swung at him, and then suddenly he was where he had been standing all along, the coward.
As I apologized to her a flicker of panic raced through me and then faded away. There wasn't enough life left in me to panic. I'd made a mistake and I was dying. Apparently not even a Speck afterlife...
And for that rush of fury? Time. Time passing with no one trying to hurt you or kill you will lessen that reaction.
All this guilt and shame and remorse you carry, Kestrel. Don’t you see? That is what they burned you with. And you have added to it, all these years. The wall is of your own making. Take it down. Forg...
All events, no matter how earthshaking or bizarre, are diluted within moments of their occurrence the the continuance of the necessary routines of day-to-day.-FitzMost prisons are of our own making. A...
A terrible premonition washed over me. This was how the whole world would end.... They would devour the forest and excrete piles of buildings made of stone wrenched from the earth or from dead trees....