The Dagger of Adendigaeth

An idea is not made great merely because great men die in defense of it.

One would think wisdom brings one to err less, but logic dictates that wisdom is more often gained through our errors than through those choices which meet with simple conclusions.

Seek not to know where the path may lead, only to keep your feet upon it.

We must be our own before we can be another’s.

Time thins the cloth of memory. As the ages pass, its rich colors fade. Strong wool is beaten by the elements until the pattern of its lesson disintegrates, leaving holes in the truth it was meant to carry on. Even the stains of blood bend and bleed, leaving but faded blotches without meaning, mere shadows of lessons that came before, their warnings lost within the obscure impression that remains.

Yet all myths are symbolic of some truth,” she pointed out, “else they would not endure the ages.

A brave man is one who recognizes Death waiting upon the path and walks with him anyway.

tomorrow brings another chance to live life anew, no matter what has come before.

Try,” Markal muttered. “Don’t try. Try isn’t KNOW. Know is a state of being. It is the aggregate of certainty over energy, space, matter, time and form. It is the exact existence of a thing—the fullness of its complete concept. It is KNOW!

Nobility is birthed not of blood but of the heart.

Players make their moves at will, reassured only by their own resolve, facing dire consequences, protected by no one, and shielded by nothing but the force of their conviction.

we limit ourselves by our viewpoints,” Creighton said then, “by what we are willing to experience, by what we are willing to let others experience, and by what we are willing to let ourselves believe.

Facing your own wrongness without letting the knowledge of it destroy your character,” Ramu advised as Raine stared with clenched jaw out over the sparkling city, “…without deciding that it is now the wrongness that must ultimately define you…this is courage in its purest sense.

I knew a woman—a most amazing woman—who harbored great sadness in her soul. She said that men came into her life and left again, but she endured.

A rose without thorns is too like a shallow heart. One cannot find love without pricking a few fingers.

Players make their moves at will,’ the zanthyr’s words, ever wise, ever true. ‘…reassured only by their own resolve…protected by no one, and shielded by nothing but the force of their conviction.

your path, fear will lead you to your doom. There’s nothing in this world that can hurt you unless you first decide that it can. Even death is only another beginning. What then is there to fear?

The solstice is the death of the old year and the birth of a new one, even as it represents the death of the winter sun, to be reborn anew with the warmth of spring. It’s a celebration symbolic of passing through the darkness that is death’s veil of amnesia into the rebirth of knowledge on the other side. The Returning itself is the rebirth of an old soul into a new lifetime, just as the Awakening is another rebirth, this one of Adept talent. And when the realm is restored and Adepts are once more Returning and Awakening, then will we have a rebirth of Alorin itself.” “There

Therein lies the challenge of the game—that men are free to choose, that you cannot always predict what a man will do.

The forgiveness that most often eludes us is that which we grant to ourselves.

The best revenge in life is living.

Be wary the treasure you pluck is not attached to the toe of a dragon.

Your gods are fickle, impotent creatures thriving on the inane worship of deluded men.

You don’t win a game by focusing on things you cannot control. You win it by focusing on those things that you can.

So much of everything that we deal with is simply happening within ourselves.

You put too much importance on the man that you once were and not enough on the one you are becoming.

Violent hatred of one’s neighbors gives a man a permanent sense of purpose.

The lion and the lamb may lie down together, but the lamb won’t get much sleep.”   - An old desert proverb