Golden Fool

if love doesnt come first and linger after, if love cant wait and endure disappointment and seperation, then its not love.

You seek a false comfort when you demand that I define myself for you with words. Words do not contain or define any person. A heart can, if it is willing.

But change proves that you are still alive. Change often measures our tolerance for folk different from ourselves. Can we accept their languages, their customs, their garments, and their foods into our own lives? If we can, then we form bonds, bonds that make wars less likely. If we cannot, if we believe that we must do things as we have always done them, then we must either fight to remain as we are, or die

We are the sum of all we have done added to the sum of all that has been done to us.

It's all connected. When you save any part of the world, you've saved the whole world. In fact, that's the only way it can be done.

To recognize you are the source of your own loneliness is not a cure for it. But it is a step toward seeing that it is not inevitable, and that such a choice is not irrevocable.

You know what I feel for you. You have known it for years. Let us not, you and I, alone here, pretend that you don’t. You know I love you. I always have. I always will

Remember with your heart. Go back, go back and go back. The skies of this world were always meant to have dragons. When they are not here, humans miss them. Some never think of them, of course. But some children, from the time they are small, they look up at the blue summer sky and watch for something that never comes. Because they know. Something that was supposed to be there faded and vanished. Something that we must bring back, you and I.

Truth can well out of a man like blood from a wound, and it can be just as disconcerting to look at.

One man armed with the right word may do what an army of swordsmen cannot.

You always chose to be bound by who you are. Now choose to be freed by who you are.

Still I promise myself, "Next time I will do better" in the all-too-human conceit that I will always be offered a "next time.

To be part of a family, or any community, is to have duties and responsibility, to be bound by the rules of that group.

We all perish in our last attempt to live.

There is always power in holding a secret.

Few things have such sharp edges as the careless words of a boy.

Strange, how being left out of a secret always feels like a betrayal of trust.

...some secrets beg to be betrayed. The secret of undeclared love is like that.

I truly wanted to live a life in which I could make my own choices, independent of the 'duties' of my birth and position. It was only when fate granted that to me that I realized the cost of it. I could set aside my responsibilities to others and live my life as I please only when I also severed my ties to them. I could not have it both ways.

Silence asks the questions that are too awkward to phrase. It even asks the questions one does not know to ask.

Perhaps having the courage to find a better path is having the courage to risk making new mistakes.

How strange to be loved simply for who I was.

There are few things so tender as a man's dignity.

Having something explained to you does not always solve it.

We were both smiling, in that bittersweet way one does when imagining something the heart longs for and the head would dread.

It’s all connected. When you save any part of the world, you’ve saved the whole world. In fact, that’s the only way it can be done.

Trust had. But I had broken that, like a child who takes something apart to see how it works and ends up with a handful of pieces. Perhaps he could not be the Fool again, any more than I could go back to being Burrich’s stable boy. Perhaps our relationship had changed too profoundly for us to relate as Fitz and the Fool. Perhaps Tom Badgerlock and Lord Golden were all that was left to us.

We didn't have to share a mind to share a heart.