Tad Williams Quotes
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Light, with its handmaiden color, was everywhere.
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Everyone at the Hayholt had seemed obsessed with the empty ritual of power, something Miriamele had lived with for so long that it held no interest for her. It was like watching a confusing game played by bad-tempered children.
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In times of badness, gold is being worth more than beauty.
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Are these things you all say magical charms to chase me away? If so, they do not seem to be working.
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When you stopped to think about it, he reflected, there weren’t many things in life one truly needed. To want too much was worse than greed: it was stupidity-a waste of precious time and effort.
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Fear goes where it is invited.
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She didn’t know which she liked less, having people tell lies about her or having people know the truth.
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She knew that life was but a long struggle against disorder, and that disorder was the inevitable winner.
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There are three kinds of people-the living, the dead, and those at sea.
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I shall endeavor to turn dross to purest Metal Absolute: in short, to teach you something.
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Binabik had taught him to do only what he could at any given time. 'You cannot catch three fish with two hands,' the little man often said.
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'I have not slept well since I first entered my brother’s dungeons. While my comfort has improved since then, worry has taken the place of hanging in chains as a denier of rest.''There are many kinds of imprisonment,' Jarnauga nodded.
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The fear was all he had left, but even that was something-he was afraid, so he must be alive! There was darkness, but there was Simon, too! There were not one and the same. Not yet. Not quite...
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'This fellow,' he indicated the woodsman with a sweep of his stick, 'will reliably not become more alive, but he may have friends or family who will be unsettled to find him so extremely dead.'
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Damn everyone to Hell. And damn the bloody forest. And God, too, for that matter.He looked up fearfully from his chill handful of water, but his silent blasphemy went unpunished.
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He wanted a home desperately. He was close to the point where he would take a mattress in Hell if the Devil would lend him a pillow.
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'As with all dwellings,' she said, 'of mortals and immortals both, it is the living that makes a house-not the doors, not the walls.'
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Ah? A small aversion to menial labor?" The doctor cocked an eyebrow. "Understandable, but misplaced. One should treasure those hum-drum tasks that keep the body occupied but leave the mind and heart unfettered.
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'Now, boy, now...' he said bewilderedly, 'what is all this talk of glory? Have you caught the sickness, too? Curse me for a blind beggar, I should have seen. This fever has cankered even your simple heart, hasn’t it, Simon? I’m sorry. It takes a strong will or practiced eye to see through the glitter to the rotten core.'
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To fight a war, you must believe it can accomplish something. We fight this one to save John’s kingdom, or perhaps even to save all of mankind...but isn’t that what we always think? That all wars are useless-except the one we’re fighting now?
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If the strong can bully the weak without shame, then how are we different from the beasts of forest and field?
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Has everyone gone mad?” “Everyone was mad already, my lady,” Cadrach said with a strange, sorrowful smile. “It is merely that the times have brought it out in them.
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Humans turn the places they live into great crowded piles of mud and stone, like the nests termites build--but what happens when in all the world there are termite hills left but no bush?
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A king’s son has nothing but inferiors, each one a potential assassin.