How we remember changes how we have lived. Time runs both ways. We make stories of our lives.

It was different, though, knowing something in your thoughts and then hearing it confirmed, made real, planted in the world like a tree

Ice is for death and endings.

Unless the perfidious wolves have the temerity to disobey the High King's plans, we should meet Shalhassan's forces by the Latham in mid-wood with the wolves between us. If they aren't,' Diarmuid concluded, 'we blame anyone and everything except the plan.

But if you couldn't do everything, did that mean you did nothing?

Sometimes you didn't really arrive at a conclusion about your life, you just discovered that you already had.

Do you know the wish of your heart?" - The Darkest Road