It's funny, how one can look back on a sorrow one thought one might well die of at the time, and know that one had not yet reckoned the tenth part of true grief.
JACQUELINE CAREY, Kushiel's Dart
There is no fulfillment that is not made sweeter for the prolonging of desire.
JACQUELINE CAREY, Kushiel's Dart
As everyone knows, beauty is at its most poignant when the cold hand of Death holds poised to wither it imminently.
JACQUELINE CAREY, Kushiel's Dart
We are meant to taste of life ... and drink the cup of it to the dregs, bitter and sweet alike.
JACQUELINE CAREY, Kushiel's Dart
That which yields, is not always weak.
JACQUELINE CAREY, Kushiel's Dart
There is no folly like the folly of the wise.
JACQUELINE CAREY, Kushiel's Dart
The tapestry of history is woven of many threads.
JACQUELINE CAREY, Kushiel's Dart
There are those who hold that there is a pattern to all that is said and done in this world, that no thing happens without reason nor out of time. As to that, I cannot speak, for I have seen too many threads cut short to believe it, but of a surety, I have seen too the weft of my fate shuttled on the loom. If there is a pattern, I do not think there is anyone among us who can stand at a great enough distance to discern it; yet I will not say that it is not so.
JACQUELINE CAREY, Kushiel's Dart
It is a comfort, in anguish, to be reminded of the scale of one's own troubles against the mighty breadth of the world.
JACQUELINE CAREY, Kushiel's Dart
It is a fine line, in all of us, between civilization and savagery. To any who think they would never cross it, I can only say, if you have never known what it is to be utterly betrayed, you cannot know how close it is.
JACQUELINE CAREY, Kushiel's Dart
All exiles carry a map within them that points the way homeward.
JACQUELINE CAREY, Kushiel's Dart
Pain obliterates everything else. In pain, there is only the eternal present.
JACQUELINE CAREY, Kushiel's Dart
Betimes I have heard people bewail the fact that our destinies are shrouded in mystery; I think, though, that it is a blessing of sorts. Surely if we knew what bitterness fate held in store, we would shrink back in fear and let the cup of life pass us untasted.
JACQUELINE CAREY, Kushiel's Dart
Genius requires an audience.
JACQUELINE CAREY, Kushiel's Dart
There are those who are awkward in the face of sorrow, fearing to say the wrong thing; to them, I say, there is no wrong comfort, ever. A kind word, a consoling arm ... these things are ever welcome.
JACQUELINE CAREY, Kushiel's Dart
For every victory, there is a price.
JACQUELINE CAREY, Kushiel's Dart
I have known the depths to which mortals are capable of descending, and I have seen the heights. I have seen how kindness and compassion may grow in the unlikeliest of places, as the mountain flower forces its way through the stern rock.
JACQUELINE CAREY, Kushiel's Dart
I had begun to think my ripening body would wither untasted on the vine.
JACQUELINE CAREY, Kushiel's Dart
Questions are dangerous, for they have answers.
JACQUELINE CAREY, Kushiel's Dart
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