Temper us in fire, and we grow stronger. When we suffer, we survive.

We are but dust and shadows.

He tried to learn seductive phrases in all languages, but the only Swedish he had ever really needed was, "Do you serve anything aside from pickled fish?" and "If you wrap me in furs, I can pretend to be your little fuzzy bear.

One must look at the next step on the path ahead, rather than the mountain in the distance, or one would never reach one's goal.

to love is to destroy

Their beauty had always seemed to him like the beauty of pressed flowers-lovely, but dead.

Hope is not an illusion.