The mice think they are right, but my cat eats them anyways. This is the point, reality is nothing, perception is everything.

They look at me and I kind of back up in case they go for my throat.

People need an enemy to feel a sense of purpose.

History is rarely made by reasonable men.

I've always said fantasy is sort of 'stealth philosophy'.

Love is a passion for life shared with another person. You fall in love with a person who you think is wonderful. It's your deepest appreciation of the value of that individual, and that individual is a reflection of what you value most in life. Love, for sound reasons, can be one of life's greatest rewards.

I thought I was going to die there, alone. I thought I would never see you again." He seemed to shake off the memory and leaned back on an elbow, gazing at her with a lop-sided smile on his face. "The Shadrin left some scars that aren't healed yet. But I would have to take off my pants to show them to you." "Really?" Kahlan gave a throaty laugh. "I think I better have a look... to see if everything is all right.