Guy Gavriel Kay Quotes
Top 93 wise famous quotes and sayings by Guy Gavriel Kay
Guy Gavriel Kay Famous Quotes & Sayings
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The military preferred - invariably - those who could be readily defined, assigned roles, understood, and controlled.
Only then, invisible to everyone and with her curtains drawn, did she allow her tears to fall: in love, and for his hurts, and in terrible pride.
Sometimes you didn't really arrive at a conclusion about your life, you just discovered that you already had.
Words were power, words tried to change you, to shape bridges of longing that no one could ever really cross.
Dave hung up. And unplugged the phone. With a fierce and bitter pain he stared at it, watching how, over and over again, it didn't ring.
I ruefully admit that if the cat is asleep in my chair - which she regards as hers, of course - I tend to leave her there and take the other one.
Bright star of Eanna, forgive me the manner of this, but you are the harbor of my soul's journeying.
We are the total of our longings, he had written. But Kevin was a song-writer, not a poet, and he never did use it.
Some paths, some doorways, some people were not to be yours, though the slightest difference in the rippling of time might have made it so.
Catriana sighed. "I'm hard to make friends with," she said at length. "I doubt it's worth your effort.
I have been made to realize tonight that there are limits to what I wish to do or see done for any cause.
And Shalhassan of Cathal realized in that moment, standing between the fair brother and the dark, that he was not going to lead this war after all.
Will there ever be a time when it is not a curse to be born a woman? When we can do no more, than stand by and be extremely brave and watch them die?
There's a level at which, if you take poetry seriously, the focus it involves ... that never goes away.
Liu Fang is a truly gifted, world-famous player of the pipa and the guzheng, classical Chinese stringed instruments.
Praise be to the Weaver and all the gods!' said Shalhassan of Cathal. 'Finally she's done something adult!
It was different, though, knowing something in your thoughts and then hearing it confirmed, made real, planted in the world like a tree
Everyone knew that all islands were worlds unto themselves, that to come to an island was to come to another world.
It is always difficult, even with the best will in the world, to look back a long way and see anything resembling the truth.
In this world, where we find ourselves, we need compassion more than anything, I think, or we are all alone.
I never talk about books in progress. I could decide to change it to a series of seafood recipes, after all.
After a while, you start to realize that you should write a book you would want to read. I try to write a book I would enjoy.
We live among mysteries. Love is one, there are others. We must not imagine we understand all there is to know about the world.
I don't plan ahead; each book finds me. History itself, the resonance of the past with the present, is the common denominator in all of them.
Not every man or woman sailing down the river will be a figure of force or significance. Some are merely in the boat with all of us.
And surely, surely, if we are not simply animals that live to fight, there must be a reason for bloodshed.
EVENTUALLY, MORNING CAME. Morning always comes. There are always losses in the night, a price paid for light.
We will pick our way through the shards of broken objects folly leaves behind. And some of what breaks will be very beautiful.
I say 'as it were' or 'so to speak' too often because puns and double entendres keep insinuating themselves into my consciousness as I'm talking.
The deeds of men, as footprints in the desert.
Nothing under the circling moons is fated to last.
Even the sun goes down.
Nothing under the circling moons is fated to last.
Even the sun goes down.
She had come to accept, deeply, and with certitude, that she had been born into a world, a life, that would not let her be whole.
Alluding and attacking, summoning a courage, embodying a gallantry of defiance that hurt to see, it was so noble and so doomed.
But what did one own if life, if love, could be taken away to darkness? Was it all not just ... a loan, a leasehold, transitory as candles?
Writing is never, ever easy but I wake up every morning grateful for the gift of being able to do this.
The world could bring you poison in a jewelled cup, or surprising gifts. Sometimes you didn't know which of them it was.