The world had to change and for some reason the prosperity of men always results in them taking ever more from wild creatures and places.

I once knew of a minstrel who bragged of having had a thousand women, one time each. He would never know what I knew, that to have one woman a thousand times, and each time find in her a different delight, is far better. I knew now what gleamed in the eyes of old couples when they stared at each other across a room...My familiarity with her was a more potent love elixir than any potion sold by a hedge-witch in the market.

...You won't even see what is put right on the table before you. Men. If it was raining soup you'd be out there with a fork.

The man who must brag for himself knows that no one else will

Most prisons are of our own making. A man makes his own freedom, too.

No man is so dangerous as the man who cannot decide what he fears.

Nothing takes the heart out of a man more than the expectation of failure.

A terrible premonition washed over me. This was how the whole world would end.... They would devour the forest and excrete piles of buildings made of stone wrenched from the earth or from dead trees. They would hammer paths of bare stone between their dwellings, and dirty the rivers and subdue the land until it could recall only the will of man. They could not stop themselves from doing what they did. They did not see what they did, and even if they saw, they did not know how to stop. They no longer knew what was enough.

My blood will only buy you that fool's regard. I will pay a high price for you to be respected by a churl. Nothing bought with blood is worth having, young man.