Anyone who claimed that old age had brought them patience was either lying or senile.

I've come to give you your gift back, Mordeth," Cauthon whispered. "I consider our debt paid in full.

You have to have talent to some extent - I certainly hope I have talent - but you have to have luck as well. Once you get that first shot, that will get you noticed for the rest of your books and that will give the rest of your books a better chance.

The leaf lives its appointed time, and does not struggle against the wind that carries it away. The leaf does no harm, and finally falls to nourish new leaves. So it should be with all men and women.

You break your neck, and I’ll see it mended just so I can break it again.

Sandar came to stand beside him, frowning down at the crumpled High Lord. "He does not look so mighty lying there," he said wonderingly. "He does not look so much greater than me.

The only way was forward, whatever lay at the end.