But your responsibilities are sometimes given you without choice, without consent.
One’s word was a matter of honor. It was not a thing that could be bandied about when convenient or slipped on and off like clothing to match changes in the weather. If he went back on it even once, that opened the door to a flood of excuses for going back on it every time thereafter.
We think we know them, but we really don’t. We let ourselves be deceived because we are always expecting the best out of those who seem willing to provide it.
He laughed in maddened frenzy, knowing somehow that he was no longer in a world of living creatures, but a world of death where soulless beings wandered in hopeless search of escape from their eternal prison. He stumbled on amidst them, laughing, talking, even singing gaily, his mind no longer a part of his mortal being. All about him, the creatures of the dark world followed in cringing companionship, knowing that the maddened mortal was almost one of them.
Druid fortress.
I ricordi non sono tesori di vetro da tenere conservati dentro una cassa. Sono nastri colorati da appendere al vento.
Morning followed night, as it always does, but Ben awoke questioning the assumption that it necessarily must.
I would never leave your side for a moment if it were possible. But it is not. It is not in the nature of life that we can be together in all things.
You did what you should have done. Accept that sometimes the consequences are harsh and unforeseen. Accept that you cannot always allow for every result. There is nothing wrong in this.
Humans populated the world now, and they had no understanding of magic. All they understood was how to savage the land, how to take what they wanted and not care about the harm it caused.
A reluctance to acknowledge that there may be wisdom in youth would be foolish.
Survive! The word ratcheted through him, an echo that would not be stilled. Endure!
They were his family, but even your family could be alienated by discoveries they were not prepared for.
We are not always properly equipped to face the difficulties life places in our path.
Life went on, no matter the magnitude of the events that influenced it.
He understood that letting the magic guide him, that letting it think it was in control when actually it wasn’t, allowed him to be its master.
What mattered was removing himself from his present existence in an effort to find his future.
Life just swept you along and never took you back to where you had been.
Not everything we do in this world is about us, Panther. Sometimes we have do things for other reasons. Sometimes we’ve got to forget about ourselves and help others. If not, what’s the point?
At that moment, he knew what death really meant and he was afraid. There was no adventure in it, no sense of purpose or choice, nothing but a sickening disgust and shock. All those men had died for some senseless reason, died perhaps without ever knowing exactly what they had fought to accomplish. Nothing was worth such terrible slaughter – nothing.