I have given my love to what is worthy of love. Is that not the kingdom and the unperishing spring?

Yet a greater, unlearned skill he possessed, which was the art of kindness.

They are beasts as we are beasts. Men are animals that speak.

Pride kept her from confiding in the other girls, and caution kept her from confessing to the older women.

But you cannot charm the foam calling it sukien; you must use its own true name in the Old Speech, which is essa.

Love doesn't just sit there, like a stone, it has to be made, like bread; remade all the time, made new.

You are all in jail. Each alone, solitary, with a heap of what he owns. You live in prison, die in prison. It is all I can see in your eyes – the walls, the walls!

There's a great maze of tunnels, a Labyrinth. It's like a great dark city, under the hill. Full of gold, and the swords of old heroes, and old crowns, and bones, and years, and silence.

The thing about working with time, instead of against it, he thought, is that it is not wasted. Even pain counts.

To deny the past is to deny the future.

But each deed you do, each act, binds you to itself and to its consequences, and makes you act again and yet again. Then very seldom do you come upon a space, a time like this, between act and act, when you may stop and simply be. Or wonder who, after all, you are.

He knew now, and the knowledge was hard, that his task had never been to undo what he had done, but to finish what he had begun.

All the choices I didn't make. All the things I lost and spent and wasted. I can give them back to the world. To the lives that haven't been lived yet. That will be my gift back to the world that gave me the life I did live, the love I loved, the breath I breathed.

A dark hand had let go its lifelong hold upon her heart.

We're each of us alone, to be sure. What can you do but hold your hand out in the dark?

Do you see how an act is not, as young men think, like a rock that one picks up and throws, and it hits or misses, and that's the end of it. When that rock is lifted, the earth is lighter; the hand that bears it heavier.