Nothing is ever truly gone... Not for me, nor for any human being. We can only go forward, unless we are guests in some enchantment that is not is ours. We are condemned to an endless present, and we can never go back-the source of all our joy, and all our sorrow." -Hem at Zelika's grave

And all meet in singing, which braids together the different knowings into a wide and subtle music, the music of living.

It is far better to put away fear than to be driven by it.

Drunk with beauty, I tore down Armfuls of blossoms. How desolate the marred sky!

Old friend,' said Cadvan, filling another glass for himself and sniffing its rich smell. 'If we do not trust one another, we are already defeated.

Not even I can see all ends, but I have been in this world long enough to know that a choice is not choice and breeds slow ills, even were it done for the highest reasons.

I would rather die than stay there." "Well, you might die.