Not all men are destined for greatness," I reminded him. "Are you sure, Fitz? Are you sure? What good is a life lived as if it made no difference at all to the great life of the world? A sadder thing I cannot imagine. Why should not a mother say to herself, if I raise this child aright, if I love and care for her, she shall live a life that brings joy to those about her, and thus I have changed the world? Why should not the farmer that plants a seed say to his neighbor, this seed I plant today will feed someone, and that is how I changed the world today?

Every writer knows a lot more about their characters and story than actually makes it onto the page.

How do you politely explain to someone that you had believed for years he was a moron as well as a Fool?

For, "Yes," he had sighed on his dying breath, and all knew that was the ultimate prayer one could offer to life.

Home is people. Not a place. If you go back there after the people are gone, then all you can see is what is not there any more.

Men of passion and vision are often seen as mad.

Fitz: Shall we get up tomorrow and go looking for a wild pig? Nighteyes: I didn’t lose any wild pigs, did you?