‘For what does it profit a man if he gain the world, and yet lose his soul? What is wealth without love?‘
– The Parson, to a crowd, The Last Guardian
‘For what does it profit a man if he gain the world, and yet lose his soul? What is wealth without love?‘
– The Parson, to a crowd, The Last Guardian
‘Winning is not the point. If a man only fought when he believed there was a chance to win, evil would beat him every time.‘
– Varey Shannow, to Jon Shannow, Blood Stone
‘Are the gods swayed because of faked tears and wailing? I would doubt it. Good men have died unmourned and unnoticed, while some of consummate evil have had thousands of mourners at their funerals. It is pleasant to believe that the gods are a little more discerning than men.‘
– Xenophon, to Parmenion, Lion of Macedon
‘We none of us know where our actions will lead. That is why the followers of the Source must not use the weapons of evil. Everything we do must be governed by love.‘
– Tamis, to Derea, Dark Prince
‘We all carry grief, my friend. Someone once told me that all the seas are but the Tears of Time, shed for the loss of loved ones. It may not be true, but I like the sentiment.‘
– Parmenion, to Mothac, Lion of Macedon
‘But this is a cruel world. All any man – or woman – can expect is a little happiness.‘
– Xenophon, to Parmenion, Lion of Macedon
‘Nothing that lives is without fear. It is a gift against recklessness, a servant against complacency in the face of danger. But like all servants it makes a bad master. Fear is a small fire in the belly to warm a man in the coldness of conflict. Let loose, it becomes an inferno within the walls which no fortress can withstand.‘
– The Deacon, The Wisdom of the Deacon, Bloodstone
‘Despair is the brother of defeat. Never let it touch you.‘
– Parmenion, to Philip, Lion of Macedon
‘You can only show the way and it is for others to follow the path.‘
– Jon Shannow, to Con Griffin, Wolf in Shadow
‘I learned a long time ago never to give in to despair. Fortune may be fickle, but she loves a man who tries and tries again.‘
– Parmenion, to Philip, Lion of Macedon