The truth, I discovered, is a tree that grows as a man gains access to experience. A child sees the acorn of his daily life, but a man looks back on the oak.
Robin HobbFitz: Shall we get up tomorrow and go looking for a wild pig? Nighteyes: I didnโt lose any wild pigs, did you?
Robin HobbFitz: How bad is it? Nighteyes: Mind your own business. Fitz: You ARE my business. Nighteyes: Sharing pain doesnโt loosen it. Fitz: Iโm not sure about THAT.
Robin HobbWhen you cut pieces out of the truth to avoid looking like a fool you end up looking like a moron instead.
Robin HobbBut change proves that you are still alive. Change often measures our tolerance for folk different from ourselves. Can we accept their languages, their customs, their garments, and their foods into our own lives? If we can, then we form bonds, bonds that make wars less likely. If we cannot, if we believe that we must do things as we have always done them, then we must either fight to remain as we are, or die
Robin Hobb