You could be writing the book that changes your life.

Vin snorted, kneeling in the low tent as she pulled her belt tight; then she crawled over to him. "I don't know how you read while riding," she said. "Oh, it's quite easy - if you aren't afraid of horses." "I'm not afraid of them," Vin said. "They just don't like me. They know I can outrun them, and that makes them surly.

That isn’t greatness. That’s just foolishness.

Can you feel it? Something just changed. I believe that’s the sound the world makes when it pisses itself.

Overcome your guilt. Care, but not too much. Take responsibility, but don't blame yourself. Protect, save, help- but know when to give up. They're precarious ledges to walk. How do I do it?

At times, it seems to me that to be human is to want that which we cannot have. For some, this is power. For me, it is peace.

Impossible things are really rough to do, you know.