There's more to clothing than just adornment. It does more than merely change how the world perceives us. It changes how we perceive ourselves.
That which yields is not always weak.
We are meant to taste of life ... and drink the cup of it to the dregs, bitter and sweet alike.
Spontaneity is the province of youth
And having once chosen, never to seek to return to the crossroads of that decision-for even if one chooses wrongly, the choice cannot be unmade.
Garner knowledge, by any means possible
There are those who do not hold that there is any innate goodness to mankind. To them I say, had you lived my life, you would not believe it. I have known the depths to which mortals are capable of descending, and I have seen the heights. I have seen how kindness and compassion may grow in the unlikeliest of places, as the mountain flower forces its way through the stern rock.
All paths are present, always... and we can but choose among them.
My lord. It is too much, and not enough
To my surprise, Joscelin rose. ‘Phedre-’ He began, then halted. Sitting below him, I watched him smile to himself, quiet and private. ‘Phedre yields with a willow’s grace,’ he said softly. ‘And endures with the strength of mountains. Without her, life would be calm; and yet lack all meaning.
True friendship must be akin to romance, I think. only without all the anguish and anxiety.
All exiles carry a map within them that points the way homeward.
A little truth seasons a lie like salt.
Joscelin, is love supposed to make you feel like you’re sick and dying, and mad enough to hit someone and drunk with joy, and your heart’s a boulder n your chest trying to burst into a thousand pieces all at once?” “Mm-hmm.” He finished his ale. “That would be love.
I had begun to think my ripening body would wither untasted on the vine.
Sidonie, I know you don't remember it, but you once promised to trust me beyond all reason. And I swear to you that all that I am, all that I possess, including this gem-stone, is yours. I need you. I can't do this alone. Forget your memories. Look into your heart. And if you can find somewhere there, some lingering spark of trust that owes naught to reason, I beg you to speak the word written here.
I can see patterns in events, and behaviors; in mathematics, I follow slower
It's funny, how one can look back on a sorrow one thought one might well die of at the time, and know that one had not yet reckoned the tenth part of true grief.
Well, I was living it, but a shared dream half-lived is a hollow thing
There are those who are awkward in the face of sorrow, fearing to say the wrong thing; to them, I say, there is no wrong in comfort, ever. A kind word, a consoling arm ... these things are ever welcome.
Whip us 'till we're on the floor, we'll turn around and ask for more, we're Phèdre's Boys! We like to hurt, we like to bleed, daily floggings do we need, we're Phèdre's Boys! Man or woman, we don't care, give us twins we'll take the pair! We're Phèdre's Boys! ...But just because we let you beat us, doesn't mean you can defeat us, we're Phèdre's Boys!
What is fear but courage's shadow?
Battle for the sake of honor may be a fine thing for bards to sing of, but it is no way to preserve one's homeland
Some chains are forged for us - those are the hardest to bear.
For every victory there is a price.
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