Wait for you? Not likely. I’ve always had to run ahead of you and show you the way.
I will always take your part, Bee. Right or wrong. That is why you must always take care to be right, lest you make your father a fool.
Every small, unselfish action nudges the world into a better path. An accumulation of small acts can change the world.
Take all self-determination from a man’s life, and all that is left for him to do is complain.
Somehow,” she said coldly, “you have confused profitable and not profitable for right and wrong. I, however, have not.
The fire of my burning past sent odd shadows snaking ahead of us as we made our way into the storm’s resurgence.
I was sick of strife, and weary of being wary.
Is it the nature of the world that all things seek a rhythm, and in that rhythm a sort o peace?
Only my pain is more silent than my anger.
Boredom is vastly underrated. Boredom means that nothing is trying to kill you every day.
Anticipating pain was like enduring it twice. Why not anticipate pleasure instead?
Silence can ask all the questions, where the tongue is prone to ask only the wrong one.
Look forward, not back. Correct your course and go on. You cannot undo yesterday’s journey.
That is the challenge Companion. To take what has happened to you and learn from it. Nothing is quite so destructive as pity, especially self-pity. No event in life is so terrible that one cannot rise above it.
Diplomacy is the velvet glove that cloaks the fist of power.
Tomorrow owes you the sum of your yesterdays. No more than that. And no less.
When you cut pieces out of the truth to avoid looking like a fool you end up looking like a moron instead.
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 never confuse the cost of something with its value.
There is a dead spot in the night, that coldest, blackest time when the world has forgotten evening and dawn is not yet a promise. A time when it is far too early to arise, but so late that going to bed makes small sense.