Darken Rahl, son of Panis Rahl, has put the three boxes of Orden in play,” Kahlan said simply. “I have come in search of the great wizard.
You are not struggling to rule, but to give others a chance at ruling their own lives. So stop ruling and let them live those lives.
No one is as fanatical as a convert.
Ah, but Sorceress, on such a journey as ours, is one ever truly done with saving the world?
The woman had a voice that could unwind a good rope.
Faith itself, you see, is the key-the magic wand that they wave over the bubbling brew they have concocted to render it ‘self-evident’.
We all have to die, Johnrock – every one of us. It is how we choose to live that matters. After all, it’s the only life each one of us will ever have, so how we live is of paramount importance.
Darken Rahl shook his fists to the sky. “No!
I hate magic,” Berdine muttered. “It makes no sense.
The mark of a wise person is being able to reach beyond for the truth, to admit they can learn more than they already know.
Moral compromise rejects the concept of right and wrong. It says that everyone is equal, all desires are equally valid, all action is equally valid, so everyone should compromise to get along.
Life is about change. Change has both good and bad elements to it. You can either deal with the way things have changed and move forward, or you can let bitterness about what’s lost in the past rob you of your future.
Because, Richard, many people must be ruled to thrive. In their selfishness and greed, they see free people as their oppressors. They wish to have a leader who will cut the taller plants so the sun will reach them. They think no plant should be allowed to grow taller than the shortest, and in that way give light to all. They would rather.
Every murderer thinks the victim needed killing.
In a time of peace, you have the luxury of order, but in war you must act. Hesitation is death.
To Chase, a quad would be just a bit of fun. While he was taking care of them, he’d be telling you a story about some real trouble.
Zedd knelt beside her, his head bowed. “I pledge my life in the defense of the Seeker.” Richard stood gripping the Sword of Truth in his hand, eyes wide in breathless bewilderment. “Zedd,” he whispered, “what in the name of everything good is a Seeker?
Sometimes letting out the anger is an even more grievous mistake than holding it in.
Zeddicus Zu’l Zorander, the great and honorable wizard, stood alone on the wizard’s rock his father had given him, and stared out into the night, thinking wizard’s thoughts. “Nothing is ever easy,” he whispered.
A Seeker is a person who answers to no one but himself; he is a law unto himself. The Sword of Truth is his to wield as he wishes, and within the limits of his own strength, he can hold anyone to answer for anything.