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Empires were like seawalls, he thought sadly, even those which embodied the best of hopes. The tide of chaos beat at them, and as soon as no one was shoring up the stones any more...
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Not being stupid is important.
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The wise man is not waiting for the realness of the world to prove itself to him. How can one be an authority before the experiencing of this realness? My master taught me-and to me it seems chash, meaning correct-that you must not defend against the entering of knowledge.
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Part of manhood, I am thinking, is to ponder one’s words before opening one’s mouth.
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'Not everyone can stand up and be a hero, Princess,' he said quietly. 'Some prefer to surrender to the inevitable and salve their conscience with the gift of survival.'Miriamele thought about the obvious truth of what Cadrach had said as they walked on, but could not understand why it made her so unutterably sad.
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So we face our final hours...and all that was once certain has become uncertain. Except for defeat. That, as always, is the end of all our stories.
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Perhaps he was a bumpkin; at least he was an honest bumpkin.
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Things are not always as old songs tell them to be-especially when it is concerning dragons.
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'Is this being in love?' he suddenly wondered? It was nothing like the ballads he had heard sung-this was more irritating than uplifting.
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Tangaloor, fire-bright Flame-foot, farthest walker Your hunter speaks In need he walks In need, but never in fear.
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The world was all mud and wire. The war in the heavens was only a faint imitation of the horror men had learned to make.
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Learn a lot about the world and finish things, even if it is just a short story. Finish it before you start something else. Finish it before you start rewriting it. That's really important.
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You show me what someone listens to, I’ll tell you everything you want to know about his soul. (For instance, a bunch of Nickelback albums would have indicated he never had a soul in the first place.)
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It was impossible to see warfare as anything other than what Morgenes had once termed it: a kind of hell on earth that impatient mankind had arranged so it would not have to wait for the afterlife.