‘If you tell the same lie often enough for long enough, then eventually it can become the truth.’
– Hektor, to Odysseus, Fall of Kings
‘If you tell the same lie often enough for long enough, then eventually it can become the truth.’
– Hektor, to Odysseus, Fall of Kings
‘These three mysteries the warrior must understand: Life, Harmony and Spirit. The first is life, sometimes called the Greek gift, for it is taken back, day after day. What is it? It is breath, it is laughter, it is joy. The brighter the light, the shorter its existence. But one thing is certain – and the warrior knows this. All lives end. A man can hide in a cave all his days, avoiding war, avoiding pestilence, and still he will one day die. Better the bright flame, the great joy. A man who has never known sorrow can never appreciate joy. So the man who has not faced death can not understand life.
Harmony is the second mystery. The tree knows harmony, and the breeze and the quiet stars. Man rarely finds it. Find it now, here on this lonely hill. Listen to the beating of your heart, feel the air in your lungs, see the glory of the moon. Be at one with the night. Be at one with these stones. Be at one with your sword and yourself. For in harmony is strength, and in strength there is life.
Lastly there is Spirit. Tonight you will want to run… to hide… to escape. But spirit will tell you to stand firm. It is a small voice and easy to shut out. But you will listen. For spirit is all a man has against the Darkness. And only by following the voice of spirit can a man grow strong. Courage, loyalty, friendship and love are all gifts of the spirit.’
– Revelation, to Cormac, Last Sword of Power
‘People say we no longer live in an age of miracles. It is not so. What has been lost is our ability to see them.’
– The Deacon, The Wisdom of the Deacon, Bloodstone
‘I have always believed that a man should think for himself. If he relies on others for his thoughts and motives, then his brain becomes an empty, useless thing.’
– Chareos, to Kiall, Quest For Lost Heroes
‘And what is a man? He is someone who rises when life has knocked him down. He is someone who raises his fist to heaven when a storm has ruined his crop – and plants again. And again. A man remains unbroken by the savage twists of fate.’
– Druss, to the crowd at an inn near Skultik, Legend
‘The more carefully I plan the luckier I get.’
– Jarasay, to Valanus, Sword in the Storm