It was what you gave out that made a man, not what you got back.

Every war carries within it the seeds of the next.

The world is all change, my friend. We all would like to go back, but the past is done. We must look forwards. We must change ourselves, however painful it may be, or be left behind.

One cannot grow without pain. One cannot improve without it. Suffering drives us to achieve great things.

Enough pain makes a coward of anyone.

A set of huge marble busts stared smugly down from on high: great merchants and financiers of Styrian history, by the look of them. Criminals made heroes by colossal success.

Are you entirely sure of that knot?' asked Morveer. 'There is no place in the plan for a lengthy drop'.'Twenty-eight strides', said Friendly.'What?''The drop'.A brief pause, 'That is not helpful'.

Men are brittle, I reckon. They don't bend into new shapes. They get broken into them. Crushed into them.

Memories sharp enough to cut himself on - the smells, the sounds, the feel of the air on his skin, the desperate hope and mad anger.

A man can forgive all manner of faults in beautiful women that in ugly men he find entirely beyond sufferance

I apologise, your Highness. Murder can be a painful business.

There is one friend in the life of each of us who seems not a separate person, however dear and beloved, but an expansion, an interpretation, of one's self, the very meaning of one's soul.

To every soul you encounter, be a mirror, which reflects only their beauty.

Live in rooms full of light.

Courtesy is a silver lining around the dark clouds of civilization; it is the best part of refinement and in many ways, an art of heroic beauty in the vast gallery of man's cruelty and baseness.

I hope I don't get a roundhouse kick from Chuck Norris.

If you are in front of a wall that you cannot get past, would you just keep banging your head into the wall?... No, you would find a new wall.

Miracles have no claim whatever to the character of historical facts and are wholly invalid as evidence of any revelation.

None of us can be as great as God, but any of us can be as good.

Wordstruck is exactly what I was—and still am: crazy about the sound of words, the look of words, the taste of words, the feeling for words on the tongue and in the mind.