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We humans do not understand compassion. In each moment of our lives, we betray it. Aye, we know of its worth, yet in knowing we then attach to it a value, we guard the giving of it, believing it must be earned, T'lan Imass. Compassion is priceless in the truest sense of the wold. It must be given freely. In abundance.
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T]he unnamed soldier is a gift. The named soldier--dead, melted wax--demands a response among the living...a response no-one can make. Names are no comfort, they're a call to answer the unanswerable. Why did she die, not him? Why do the survivors remain anonymous--as if cursed--while the dead are revered? Why do we cling to what we lose while we ignore what we still hold? Name none of the fallen, for they stood in our place, and stand ther..
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The heart of wisdom is tolerance.
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all these Dark Lords intent on creating wastelands packed with enslaved victims ... for what?
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Since when is speaking the truth presumptuous?""You are young, aren't you?"
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The only death I fear is dying ignorant.
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Hunger for vengeance poisoned the soul.
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Play on, mortal. Every god falls at a mortal's hands. Such is the only end to immortality.
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The dead never interrupt," said the mason, "they but arrive."
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He had nowhere to look for answers, and he was tired of asking questions.
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Nor would he recognize hope if it came to him. Too much a stranger, too long a ghost.
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Paran shook his head, his only surprise the realization that nothing surprised him anymore.
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He who would dominate must learn early that those resisting his command should be destroyed.
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As with most unwitting servants of the gods, once the game was done so was the servant's life.
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The tiger is humbled by memories of prey.
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To grieve is the gift of the living -- a gift so many of our kin have long lost
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Wise words are like arrows flung at your forehead. What do you do? Why, you duck of course.
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An army that waits is soon an army at war with itself.
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The future can ever promise but one thing and one thing only: surprises.
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Chaos needs no allies, for it dwells like a poison in every one of us.
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Steven Erikson |
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If one could always choose the right question, then every answer could be as obvious.
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Sometimes, mortals did indeed forget. Sometimes, mortals needed ... reminding.
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'Necessity, now there's a word to feed every outrage on decency.'
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We are sickened by the unknown, but knowledge can prove poisonous.
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'What worth peace when it was maintained by threat?
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'I think I understand. Before there can be disdain, there must be pride.
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'Then, does everyone lives in fear?'
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Art is the language of the tormented, but the world is blind to that, for ever blind.
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