Magician

Some loves come unbidden like winds from the sea, and others grow from the seeds of friendship.

The faults we see in others never seem as dreadful as those we see in ourselves.

The first love is the difficult love.

You know what it is to laugh at death, Arutha. You’ll never be the same man again.

It is something only a few know in their lives. It is a vision of something so clear, so true, it can only be a madness. You see what life is worth, and you know what death means.

There was nothing left to fear. He would endure or he wouldn’t.

Sometimes we want love so much, we’re not too choosy about who we love. Other times we make love such a pure and noble thing, no poor human can ever meet our vision. But for the most part, love is a recognition, an opportunity to say, “There is something about you I cherish.” It doesn’t entail marriage, or even physical love. There’s love of parents, love of city or nation, love of life, and love of people. All different, all love.

The Empire is all those who live within its borders, from the nobles to the lowest servant, even the slaves who work the fields. It must be seen as a whole, not as being embodied by some small but visible part, such as the Warlord or the High Council.

One time is much like another to death. She comes when she will. So why give over your mind to worry?

What is he?’ ‘What would you have him be?

Warlords who fail in conducting war tend to fall from grace quickly.

the sound of old winter ice breaking at spring’s touch,

People most often don’t see what is right before them.

Tis a wise thing to know what is wanted, and wiser still to know when ’tis achieved,

It’s often said we take offense most in what we see of ourselves in others.

Some love comes like a wind off the sea, while others grow slowly from the seeds of friendship and kindness.

should you chance to find yourself exchanging pleasantries with a moredhel woman again, she’d as soon cut your heart out as kiss you.

among man’s strange undertakings, war stood clearly forth as the strangest.

But for the most part, love is a recognition, an opportunity to say, 'There is something about you I cherish.

There are many ways to love someone. Sometimes we want to love so much we're not too choosy about who we love. Other times we make love such a pure and noble thing no poor human can ever meet our vision. But for the most part, love is a recognition, an opportunity to say, 'There is something about you I cherish.' It doesn't entail marriage, or even physical love. There's love of parents, love of city or nation, love of life, and love of people. All different, all love.

Dok su prilazili vratima kolibe, Pag reče: "Čogana, hvala ti. Ali zanima me jedno: pomenuo si neprijatelja na vrhu kule. Možeš li mi ga opisati?" Čogana se nasmeja i klimnu glavom. "Oh da, video sam ga." On krenu uz stepenice prema kolibi, i dalje se kikoćući. "To je najstrašniji neprijatelj svakog čoveka." Suženim očima osmotri Paga. "Bio si to ti.

Moćnicima je važnije sopstveno blagostanje nego dobrobit Carstva. A kako su sami oni slika Carstva za bilo koje neupućeno oko, ta činjenica se lako propušta." "Kako to misliš?" - upita stariji čarobnjak. "Kad pomisliš na Carstvo, šta zamišljaš? Istoriju armija koje ratuju po zemlji? Ili uspon Sabora? Možda se setiš vladarskih hronika. Šta god bilo, jedna najočiglednija istina se previđa. Carstvo čine svi oni koji žive unutar njegovih granica, od vlastelina do najnižih slugu, čak i robova koji obrađuju zemlju. Ono se mora posmatrati kao jedinstvena celina, i pogrešno je smatrati neki mali ali vidljiv deo, poput ratnog vođe ili Visokog saveta, njegovoim otelotvorenjem. Shvataš li to?

Dolgan: ’Tis a wise thing to know what is wanted, and wiser still to know when ‘tis achieved. Rhuagh: True. And still wiser to know when it is unachievable, for then striving is folly.

Some love comes like the wind off the sea, while others grow slowly from the seeds of friendship and kindness." - Carline

Boys... You're all idiots" - Carlaine

- Nisi se ružno ponela prema meni, Karlina. Ja sam se ponašao kao tupan. - Ne, ti si se samo ponašao kao prijatelj Rolande. Rekao si mi istinu, a ne ono što sam želela da čujem.

Znam, Kulgane, ali sam u skorije vreme bio toliko rastresen da je bes naprosto proključao u meni kada me je Ralf onako izvređao. Pa, to što priznaješ sopstveni udeo dobar je znak da postaješ muškarac. Mnogi dečaci bi pokušali da se pravdaju, prebacuju krivicu na drugog ili pozivajući se na razloge časti.