‘The more carefully I plan the luckier I get.’
– Jarasay, to Valanus, Sword in the Storm
‘The more carefully I plan the luckier I get.’
– Jarasay, to Valanus, Sword in the Storm
‘There is a limit to the power of any single man – even a hero.’
– Eriatha, to Connavar, Sword in the Storm
‘What do you want me to say? That you are not the perfect man? Ha! As if that beast ever existed.‘
– Eriatha, to Connavar, Sword in the Storm
‘Hatred is like a plague. It is all-consuming, and it springs from man to man. Our enemies become demons, their wives the mothers of demons, their children infant demons.‘
– Banouin, to Connavar, Sword in the Storm
‘Evil? An interesting concept. The fox eats the partridge chicks. For the fox it is a delightful breakfast. For the mother partridge it is an evil calamity. It all becomes merely a case of which perspective one takes. The partridge or the fox.‘
– The Thagda, to Connavar, Sword in the Storm
‘Not one of the creatures of blood can escape death. We all face it, and succumb to it. It follows us like a dark shadow. Yet if we live in terror of it, then we do not live at all. Yes, we are born alone, and yes we will die alone. But in between, we live. We know joy.‘
– Connavar, to Tae, Sword In The Storm
‘Keep all your promises, no matter how small. Sometimes, like the pebble that brings the avalanche, something tiny can prove to be of immense power.‘
– Riamfada, to Connavar, Sword In The Storm
‘These seeds are from the foxglove flower. A tiny amount of them can give a dying heart fresh life. Like a miracle. But just a pinch too much and they become the deadliest poison. Pride is like that. Too little and a man has no sense of self-worth. The world will wear him down to dust. Too much and he becomes arrogant, vain and boastful. But just enough and he is a man to walk the mountains with.‘
– Vorna, to Connavar, Sword In The Storm