218 Quotes by Guy Gavriel Kay

His intelligence stretched her to the limits, and then changed what those limits were.

She’d been afraid, preparing herself, after the summons came to the farmhouse – but fear was something you mastered, not a thing that defined you. Folco told all of them that, often. You didn’t deny you felt it, you ruled.

What broke her in the end was to see that Dari, moving quietly in the snow, was tracing his flower neatly with a thin branch in the growing dark while tears were pouring down his face without surcease.

Memories, she thought, were tangling things. They brought you ease and they brought you sorrow, and the same images and people could do both.

Brightly woven, Diar,′ Aileron said. And then dazzled them all with the warmth of his smile.

He opened his arms and she moved into the space they made in the world, and laying her head against his chest she permitted herself the almost unimaginable luxury of grief.

We see only glimpses of history, even our own. It is not entirely ours – in memory, in writing it down, in hearing or in reading it. We can reclaim only part of the past. Sometimes it is enough...

It is an old truth that men and women sometimes miss what they hate as much as what they love.

If this was the world as the god-or gods-had made it, then mortal man, this mortal man, could acknowledge that and honour the power and infinite majesty that lay within it, but he would not say it was right, or bow down as if he were only dust or a brittle leaf blown from and autumn tree, helpless in the wind.