I always thought the purpose of time was to move forward, not backward.

This is how memories are; what seems so clear and unforgettable at one moment vanishes like steam the next.

But we are all sorry when loss comes for us. The test of our character comes not in how many tears we shed but in how we act after those tears have dried.

Her beauty might fascinate men, but it was difficult to charm them when she stood mute. . . .

Things change, and not always for the better.

That's because I've learned how to use it [smile], Woserit said. I don't pass it out like an old woman giving free milk to the village cats. It's something that must be controlled, and for you especially. You use it on anyone. You must learn to be more judicious.

I understand that you are still grieving. But we will always be grieving.