I had this desire to see the world. I couldn't see any of it, but I saw it in my imagination, and that's why I always read books, and I could go to Mars or Middle Earth or the Hyborian age.
Love is poison. A sweet poison, yes, but it will kill you all the same.
The years leech at a man's memories, even those he has vowed never to forget.
Ofttimes a very small man can cast a very large shadow.
I love you too, sweet sister. But you're a fool. A beautiful golden fool.
Men of honor will do things for their children that they would never consider doing for themselves.