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It seemed to me it would be better to die standing up to a tyrant than to survive as a tool of his will.

The most reasonable of requests felt burdensome if a person had no choice in the matter.

Only a fool gives up his one treasure.

Prophecies don't simply come about of themselves, you know. They need a little helping along.

If a man has to say trust me it's a sure sign you cannot. Trust him, that is. Trust is a thing you do without words.

Stronger than iron crueler than death sweeter than springtime it lives beyond breath

His touch was like a bard's on his instrument, and it awakened a deep and mysterious music in my body.

I learned that in the end, only I was responsible for my actions.

Can a split quill write fair script?
Can a blunt axe cut wood for the fire?
Can a cripple please a lady?

This had been real: real in its flaws and uncertainties, real in its small triumphs, real in its compromises and understanding.

There were those whose love spilled over into their every gesture, and so was shared by all who knew them. But they were rare folk indeed.

Wake the sleeper must, and confront his fears, or risk being lost in the dark places of the mind forever.

Nobody expects you to exhibit godlike strength, excepting maybe yourself.

You are ... you're like a beating heart. A glowing lamp. I've never met anyone like you before.

His thoughts inhabit a different plane from those of ordinary men; the simplest interpretation of that is to call him crazy.

A tale can start in many ways. Thus, it is many tales, and at the same time each of these is but one way of telling the same story.

A fine man", observed my sister, pouring mead for the two of us. "Well trained.

Become my friend and you embrace a nightmare.

There is no good or evil, save in the way you see the world. There is no dark or light save in your own.

How can he do this? If you were mine, I would fight to keep you. I would die, before I let you go.

The threads of many beliefs can run side by side; from time to time they tangle, and mesh into a stronger rope.

Every man or woman who makes a stand helps keep the flame of freedom burning.

Trust can be a hard lesson; hope still more difficult.

Ana wished very much that she could discuss this with Faolan

Look forward, not back," the Hag said. "All is change. Do not regret. Instead, learn.

A tree is never just a tree, it is bigger and deeper and wiser than a girl like you will ever be.

You cannot poison what is between us with your foul words. She is my light in the darkness and Johnny is my pathway ahead.

Water and stone
Flesh and bone
Night and morn
Rose and thorn
Tree and wind
Heart and mind

The person they'd locked up last summer was gone, and she wasn't coming back.

But if you remove a tyrant in anything other than an open and visible way, another tyrant soon stands up to replace him.

Come, dear heart. Lean on me and let us walk this path together.

We don't say cannot here at Shadowfell,' Tali put in firmly, silencing him. 'And we don't say impossible.

You may be your own best helper, if you choose the right path.

Breath of the winds; dancing flame; peace of the earth; song of the waves.

You are a devious woman, Blackthorn,' she said.
'I prefer the term strategic thinker.

I wonder how it takes you, that moment when everything turns to shadows. - Somerled.

I saw that in him she had found her sun and moon, her stars and her dreams.

She went on because there was no going back.

My heart. Your heart.

Good and bad; shade and sunlight, there's but a hair's breath between them. It's all one in the end.

When the Fair Folk gave you an instruction, you followed it, whether it suited you or not. That was just the way it was.

Best face your fears straightaway; putting things off only makes them harder.

The girl is not yours, or mine, or anyone's. But for now, she travels under my protection, and let him who lays a hand on her answer to me.

As a novelist, I'm endlessly fascinated by human behavior and interactions.

Goodbye Curly. I'll see you next summer. Keep out of trouble, now, until I come back.

My world was changing, and I was not ready for it.

As for me, I had found love, and that was a gift worth suffering for.

Somewhere, beneath that darkness, I had seen both strength and honor. But his words of despair mocked my efforts at healing.

Amazing, I thought nobody could tell that man what to do.
-Foalan to Bridei
Talking about Broichan

Even when I was young and content and thought life would bring good things for me and mine, I didn't believe in miracles.

You speak like a jealous lover.
-Fola to Broichan

What I do . . . the path I tread . . . it brings some choices that test me hard.

Each of us wore our memories of what might have been.

Ask us for any help you need ... Let us be strong for you.

If a man has to say trust me, Gogu conveyed, it's a sure sign you cannot. Trust him, that is. Trust is a thing you know without words.

But I believe we all have an inner goodness; a little flame that stays alight through the worst of trials.

And as I watched him, I knew that in every dark night there was, somewhere, a small light burning that could never be quenched.

Son. This was a revelation. The more she considered

I thought of betrayal and how it came so easily - in a word, a glance, a gesture.

The god honors the faithful. And who is more true than a man who keeps his oath, though it breaks his heart?

...if you give respect, yet get respect back. If you offend, you get...retribution.

We're all trapped in a net of consequences, condemned to paths outside our control. It's the way of things.

The warmth of his embrace soaked into me, a powerful charm against the dark things.

His eyes reflected the open grey of the autumnal sky.

strung a small white stone with a hole in it. 'This is more precious

You've only just discovered you have a heart. Let it beat a little.

Who would awaken the past?
It shines like a sunrise
And cuts like a fine blade.

The most powerful weapon is hope.

There is no truth on this island of yours. Rather, there are as many truths as there are stars in the sky; and every one of them different.

And the sad demise of my father before I saw the light of day. Ulf was

It came to me that it was possible to be afraid of your own fear, and that such a phenomenon was utterly ridiculous.

In all experience, there is something to be learned. In deepest sorrow, wisdom is found. In the well of despair, hope rises.

As for religious faith, a lack of it shouldn't stop us from doing good deeds for their own sake.

Brilliant minds make errors, brave souls falter, kind hearts leave scars. We are none of us perfect, but we're all perfectly human.

I like the truth, even when it does trouble me.

You risked much, to give your love to such a one.
I stared at him. Love?
Did you not know, until now, when you must say goodbye?

There is no place here for softness. Let folk in too close and you offer them up as weapons for your own destruction.

I like your anger,' the Hag said mildly. 'I like your resistance. It makes you less than courteous, but altogether more interesting.

Nothing comes without a price.

Even in that time of utter darkness, somewhere deep inside me the memory of love and goodness had stayed alive.

A dream is the key that unlocks the mysteries of the waking world ...

With courage and hope, we can conquer our fears and do what we once believed impossible.

Saved my life," Grim said.
"You saved mine."
"Good team, then.

The world is simple, I think, in its essence. Life, death, love, hate. Desire, fulfillment. Magic.

I wept in self-pity, and because I knew you could never go back. You chose your path, and that was it.

You bound him to you with your courage and your tales. You hold him to you now. You captured a wild creature when you had no place you could keep him.

I wish- I wish I could dry these tears, I wish I could make this better for you. But I don't know how.

I should have realized, when Cathal kissed me in the hallway, that my response was the first raindrop heralding a storm.