Over the millennia the seed of stories planted in the fertile soil of bits and scraps of facts was watered by wishes and began to take root and grow. Eventually, a bountiful fruit of rumors burst forth, to be spread on the wind of whispers that said we hid a fabled hoard of gold. Nothing could convince the believers that it was not true. The truth does not glitter for these people like gold does.
Terry GoodkindEveryone makes mistakes. How a person deals with their mistakes is a mark of their character.
Terry GoodkindMany people believe everything others say, even though what they see with their own eyes, should be enough to tell them otherwise.
Terry GoodkindHesitation is a mistake that invites defeat. I would not be Mord-Sith had I not hesitated when I was young." - Cara
Terry GoodkindI love you," she whispered. Richard pulled her tight against him. His fingers traced a trail down the bumps of her spine. "I feel so frustrated that there aren't any better words than "I love you,"" he said. "It doesn't seem enough for the way I feel about you. I'm sorry there aren't any better words to tell you." "They are words enough for me." "Then, I love you, Kahlan. A thousand times, a million times, I love you. Forever.
Terry Goodkind