‘What better way of dealing with enemies than making them your friends?’
– Caterix, to Galead, Last Sword of Power
‘What better way of dealing with enemies than making them your friends?’
– Caterix, to Galead, Last Sword of Power
‘Comfort, I find, is more to do with the spirit than the softness of beds.’
– Parmenion, to Mothac, Dark Prince
‘A man who has never known sorrow can never appreciate joy. So the man who has not faced death can not understand life.’
– Revelation, to Cormac, Last Sword of Power
‘Once there was a city under siege. The enemy King said that he would spare the city if the inhabitants took a single babe and sacrificed it to him on the battlements. Now the city could not hold against him and surely, it was argued, the slaying of a single babe would be better than seeing all the babes of the city killed then the attacker breached the walls.
But they understood that you do not turn aside a great evil by allowing a small one to be committed. Evil grows. Give way once and you will give away again… and again.’
– Tamis, to Derae, Dark Prince
‘Harmony is balance, it is understanding the evil we carry, but holding it in stasis by the good we should desire. Harmony is achieved when we have the courage to accept that we are flawed.’
– Pendarric, to Ruth, Wolf in Shadow
‘I keep being told there’s a paradise for them that believes, but I’m sort of hoping there’s a paradise for them that don’t know.’
– Con Griffin, to himself, Wolf in Shadow
‘Strength and weakness, my friend, often seem as close as husband and wife. We are strong because we are proud. We are weak because our pride never allowed us to grow.’
– Agisaleus, to Xenophon, Lion of Macedon
‘None of us is perfect. At least you tried to walk the road.’
– Jon Shannow, to The Parson, The Last Guardian
‘You cannot eradicate evil, for without it how would we judge what is good? And if there is no greed, no lust, no baleful desires, what has a man achieved who becomes good? There would then be no mountains to climb.’
– Pendarric, to Ruth, Wolf in Shadow
‘Yet I was wise once, I knew many secrets. But all wisdom is folly. We think we manipulate, but we are being manipulated. We think we have power, but we are as leaves in a storm. We do good works, that lead to evil. All is confusion. All is vanity.’
– Tamis, to Derae, Lion of Macedon