Quotes of All Topics . Occasions . Authors
At what point is a person old enough to say, 'I own my body, and I get to do what I want with it'?
Perhaps having the courage to find a better path is having the courage to risk making new mistakes.
What good is a life lived as if it made no difference at all to the great life of the world? - Fool
Every writer knows a lot more about their characters and story than actually makes it onto the page.
How do you politely explain to someone that you had believed for years he was a moron as well as a Fool?
When you cut pieces out of the truth to avoid looking like a fool you end up looking like a moron instead.
...sometimes it only makes one more lonely to know that somewhere else, one's friends and family are well.
I began attempting to write for children under the mistaken assumption that writing for children was easy.
King Shrewd is expecting me, rather he isn't expecting me, and that is precisely why I must go to him now.
I think that my passion for writing fantasy began at about the same time as my passion for reading fantasy.
Do you not see how strange and wonderful that is? That all history balances on an affair of the human heart?
History is no more fixed and dead than the future. The past is no further away than the last breath you took.
I think that old magic draws much of its strength from that acknowledgment: that we are a part of that world.
Very little about being a writer is signing an autograph. It's sitting in a room and writing. Getting it out.
Fitz: Shall we get up tomorrow and go looking for a wild pig? Nighteyes: I didn’t lose any wild pigs, did you?
The fight isn't over until you win it, Fitz. That's all you have to remember. No matter what the other man says.
When you spring to an idea, and decide it is truth, without evidence, you blind yourself to other possibilities.
For, "Yes," he had sighed on his dying breath, and all knew that was the ultimate prayer one could offer to life.
Locked into loneliness were we two and looking at one another every evening we each saw the one we blamed for it.
Besides, if there were no dragons of flesh and blood and fire, whence would come the idea for these stone carvings?
To be part of a family, or any community, is to have duties and responsibility, to be bound by the rules of that group.
if love doesnt come first and linger after, if love cant wait and endure disappointment and seperation, then its not love.
How different would our perception of reality be if... we discarded the mundane events that cannot coexist with our dreams?
That is the trick of good government. To make folk desire to live in such a way that there is no need for its intervention.
Home is people. Not a place. If you go back there after the people are gone, then all you can see is what is not there any more.
It's all connected. When you save any part of the world, you've saved the whole world. In fact, that's the only way it can be done.
Sometimes it seemed to me a cruelty that so much was unresolved between us; at other times, a blessing that a hope of reunion lingered.
I know some people see it as this success when the book is finally made into a movie - that marks its success. I don't see it that way.
When considering a man's motives, remember you must not measure his wheat with your bushel. He may not be using the same standard at all.
learning is never wrong. Even learning how to kill isn't wrong. Or right. It's just a thing to learn, a thing I can teach you. That's all.
Silent," the carved wizardwood on his wrist breathed. "Silent as a blinded ship, floating hull-up in the sea. Silent as a scream underwater.
THE HEIR OF NIGHT by Helen Lowe is a richly told tale of strange magic, dark treachery and conflicting loyalties, set in a well realized world.
In real life, things don't all end at the nice same place. To keep the story real, there has to be kind of a ragged edge at the end of a novel.
Life is not a race to restore a past situation. Nor does one have to hurry to meet the future. Seeing how things change is what makes life interesting.
Sometimes people ask if my books have morals or lessons for readers, and I shudder at that thought. I always say that I have more questions than answers.
To be honest, I don't think of any of my characters as minor characters - they're all the main characters in a story that I don't necessarily get to tell.
You seek a false comfort when you demand that I define myself for you with words. Words do not contain or define any person. A heart can, if it is willing.
No. This is right. I feel it. I am the Catalyst, and I came to change all things. Prophets become warriors, dragons hunt as wolves. Fitz in Assassin's Quest
Fitz: How bad is it? Nighteyes: Mind your own business. Fitz: You ARE my business. Nighteyes: Sharing pain doesn’t loosen it. Fitz: I’m not sure about THAT.
Dragons, to my way of thinking, are just another 'race' of sapient characters. We see lots of elves, dwarves, orcs, goblins, giants and, of course, dragons.
The truth, I discovered, is a tree that grows as a man gains access to experience. A child sees the acorn of his daily life, but a man looks back on the oak.
Fantasy is my genre and my home in the writing world. I consider it the biggest writing room in all literature, where there are literally no boundaries at all.
My blood will only buy you that fool's regard. I will pay a high price for you to be respected by a churl. Nothing bought with blood is worth having, young man.
Leave the pain behind and let your life be your own again. There is a place where all time is now, and the choices are simple and always your own. Wolves have no kings
I was dressed up as a witch for Halloween, and wanted to write a story about my black cat before I went out trick-or-treating. I think it went out with the trash the next day.
I think there have always been male writers, female writers. As a reader, I never picked up a book and said, 'Oh, I can't read this - it's about a male,' and set it back down.
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 meat until you've killed it.
I began reading everyhing in the family library. Kidnapped, Treasure Island, Robinson Crusoe. And of course, if you're running out of books to read you can always read Shakespeare.
I thought we had lost you. I thought we'd done something worse than let you die.' His old arms were tight and strong about me. I was kind to the old man. I did not tell him they had.
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.