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

And the world re-ordered itself around me. I spoke each word carefully. 'You are so stupid.

Some part of me knew that was important. That once it would have mattered terribly to me.

For he was the Fool now, all of Lord Chance and Lady Amber and Lord Golden scraped away by sorrow. He was no one's Beloved now.

I lied to hurt you. For letting him be dead while you lived. For being loved by him more than he loved me!He loved you more than he ever loved any of the rest of us!

Those were some astounding lies, cub. And the very last one the most inspired of all. You have your father's talent for it.

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.

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.

Dragons don't bother with introductions.

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.

One day the people of the world will want peaceso much that the governments will have to get outof their way and give it to them.

Consciousness is the awareness that emerges out of the dialectical tension between possibilities and limitations.

[L]anguage functions best when we mediate between the descriptive and prescriptive influences, changing the rules to better suit some things, but sticking to them for others.

If it were up to me, I would put in jail every sandal-wearing, scruffy-bearded weirdo who burns the American flag. But I am not king.

If I felt that one of my operas did not come off I would certainly say so.

The revenue of the country, levied almost insensibly to the taxpayer, goes on from year to year, increasing beyond either the interests or the prospective wants of the Government.

I like you because you were mad. And you're pretty. And pretty sane for a mad person.

Solving a problem created by debt... by creating more debt is a fool's errand.

To believe in immortality is one thing, but it is first needful to believe in life.

I have always had a horror and detestation of poverty.