I’ve always been very confident in my immaturity.
You see, that is the sad, sorry, terrible thing about sarcasm. It’s really funny.
I try to avoid having thoughts. They lead to other thoughts, and – if you’re not careful – those lead to actions. Actions make you tired. I have this on rather good authority from someone who once read it in a book.
Sometimes it was daunting, knowing how easily I could break things. This one simple curse seemed to dominate my entire life.
Expectations were like fine pottery. The harder you held them, the more likely they were to crack.
In the end, all men die. How you lived will be far more important to the Almighty than what you accomplished.
What is belief – what is faith – if you don’t continue it after failure?
This world, it is a tempest sometimes. But remember, the sun always rises again.
Plots behind plots, plans behind plans. There was always another secret.
Never throw the first punch. If you have to throw the second, try to make sure they don’t get up for a third.
So, using his pride like a shield against despair, dejection, and-most important – self-pity, Raoden raised his head to stare damnation in the eyes.
A man was defined not by his flaws, but by how he overcame them.
To believe, it seemed, one had to want to believe.
Everything is a contest. All dealings among men are a contest in which some will succeed and others fail. And some are failing quite spectacularly.
When I write my books, actually, I’m known for very logical rule-based magic systems. I write with one foot in fantasy and one foot in science fiction.
Llarimar had told him to do his best. That sounded like an awful lot of work. Unfortunately, doing nothing was beginning to seem like even MORE work.
You will find that hate can unify people more quickly and more fervently than devotion ever could.
Small things were important. Secods were small things, and if you heaped enough of those on top of one another, they became a man’s life.
A man can only lead when others accept him as their leader, and he has only as much authority as his subjects give to him. All of the brilliant ideas in the world cannot save your kingdom if no one will listen to them.
I never wanted to be feared. If I regret one thing, it is the fear I have caused. Fear is the tool of tyrants. Unfortunately, when the fate of the world is in question, you use whatever tools are available.