There is no sound more annoying than the chatter of a child, and none more sad than the silence they leave when they are gone.

There’s something brittle in me that will break before it bends.

Humanity can be divided into madmen and cowards. My personal tragedy is in being born into a world where sanity is held to be a character flaw.

I may be running out of options, but running out isn't an option.

There is something brittle in me that will break before it bends. Perhaps if the [the enemy] had brought a smaller army I might have had the sense to run. But he overdid it.

Hold to a thing long enough, a secret, a desire, maybe a lie, and it will shape you.

Confusing the author and the character seems to be a popular and rather unsophisticated reaction to books.