Silence can ask all the questions, where the tongue is prone to ask only the wrong one.

if love doesnt come first and linger after, if love cant wait and endure disappointment and seperation, then its not love.

How different would our perception of reality be if... we discarded the mundane events that cannot coexist with our dreams?

That is the trick of good government. To make folk desire to live in such a way that there is no need for its intervention.

Some people say 'I want to be a writer,' and some people say, 'I want to write.'

There is a dead spot in the night, that coldest, blackest time when the world has forgotten evening and dawn is not yet a promise. A time when it is far too early to arise, but so late that going to bed makes small sense.

Fitz: How bad is it? Nighteyes: Mind your own business. Fitz: You ARE my business. Nighteyes: Sharing pain doesn’t loosen it. Fitz: I’m not sure about THAT.