Robin Hobb Quotes

It was better to leave the space empty of words than to choose the wrong ones.

...I've returned and I look around me and think, I've missed my life. While I was off and alone, it went on here, without me, and I'm forever doomed to be a stranger in my own home.

Assassins take no pride in fighting fairly. We take pride in winning.

There are few things so tender as a man's dignity.

and to die with the Warrior's Prayer on his lips. For, 'Yes', he had sighed on his dying breath, and all knew that was the ultimate prayer one could offer to life. Acceptance.

Think of what is and don't let what might have been distract you.

Open your eyes. This horrible mess is your life. There is no sense in waiting for it to get better. Stop putting it off and live it.

I was dying. And I had never been enough for anything.

Regrets are useless, " the Fool replied. "All you can do is start from where you are.

Despite my pain, I felt not the regret of an ending, but the foreboding of a beginning.

If he ever wanted vengeance on me for all I did, he has it now. This is the worst thing he could do to me. Now I know how it feels to be left behind. As I left him.

As if he hadn't always known he was loved the best. That he was the Beloved.

I could not make it right, but I could make someone pay for how wrong it had been.

This was misery that could not yield, for he sorrowed for a time he could not return to, and a self he would never again be.

One does not have to be Witted to know the companionship of a beast, and to know that the friendship of an animal is every bit as rich and complicated as that of a man or woman.

I don't want to have these burdens. But I can't bear to turn them over to anyone else, either. Because, despite all the work, I like being in control of my own life.

I think I made a better boy than I do a man, I admitted ruefully to the wolf. Why not wait until you've been at it a bit longer and then decide? he suggested.

The fight isn't over until you win it...That's all you have to remember. No matter what the other man thinks.

The word of a cat is not to be relied upon.

It's not the sort of thing one asks of a friend. He hasn't offered, and I will not ask it. I will not tear him that way. I am trying to let go. I don't know how.

Had they been dogs they would have sniffed me over and then drawn back. But humans have no such inbred courtesies.

Dragons don't bother with introductions.

I wanted us to share all our lives. You wish to keep me in a box, separate from your life. I cannot be someone you come to when you have nothing more important to do.

But in my heart, when I said “my king, ” I meant Verity.

That is one thing that in all my years among your folk I have never become accustomed to. The great importance that you attach to what gender one is.

And like a child, I'd be testing the people who loved me, pulling away from them almost for the sole reason of seeing if anyone would come after me.

When you cut pieces out of the truth to avoid looking like a fool, you end up sounding like a moron instead.

Perhaps once one realised how deeply one could bond with a creature as foreign as a dragon, all forms of human love seemed more acceptable.

Did you feel that?' I asked him.He smiled sadly. 'Fitz, I have never needed to touch you to feel that. It was always there. No limits.

I wish they would all go away.Except the Fool. I wished he would join me. Somehow, I had always thought he would join me. Now, I could not recall why. Perhaps I had buried that in the stone.

He gave a final shake of his coat. I go to the hunt!

I should live each day as if it were significant, as if everyday the fate of the world depended on my action.

There was, she suddenly saw, many ways to be raped.

And so the Wolf of the West rose from the stone! And so he will rise again if ever the folk of the Six Duchies call to him in need.

But if she is alone now, it is because she chose to be alone, not someone decree if for her. Her life is hers to live, not yours to repair.

They regarded our passage not at all, and by the afternoon I felt no more significant than an ant. I had never thought to be disdained by a tree.