Writing is never, ever easy but I wake up every morning grateful for the gift of being able to do this.
Guy Gavriel KayWords were power, words tried to change you, to shape bridges of longing that no one could ever really cross.
Guy Gavriel KayWe worshipโฆthe powers that speak to our souls, if it seems they do. We do so knowing there is more to the world, and the half-world, and perhaps worlds beyond, than we can grasp. We always knew that. We canโt even stop children from dying, how would we presume to understand the truth of things? Behind things? Does the presence of one power deny another? [p. 176]
Guy Gavriel KayOne man sees a riselka: his life forks there. โTwo men see a riselka: one of them shall die. โThree men see a riselka: one is blessed, one forks, one shall die. One woman sees a riselka: her path comes clear to her. โTwo women see a riselka: one of them shall bear a child. โThree women see a riselka: one is blessed, one is clear, one shall bear a child.
Guy Gavriel Kay