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I cannot expiate my sin, yet I am compelled to try. My mind will not let me rest. There must be something I could have done, some way I could have acted, something I could have changed to snatch victory from bitter defeat.
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Our family has survived a long time. We've weathered battles and transformations, enchantments and floods and fires. We've endured being sent away, and we've coped with evildoers in our midst. If I were telling a story of Sevenwaters - and it would be a grand epic told over all the nights of a long winter - I would surely end it with a triumph. A happy ending, all well, puzzles solved, enemies defeated, the future stretching ahead bright an..
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Some broken things you can't mend. Some you have to put together very slowly, piece by fragile piece, waiting until the last bit of work is strong enough before you try the next. It takes a lot of patience.
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A tale can start in many ways. Thus, it is many tales, and at the same time each of these is but one way of telling the same story.
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Even when I was young and content and thought life would bring good things for me and mine, I didn't believe in miracles.
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Quem e esta mulher? De cabelo cor de fogo Olhos sabios como os de uma coruja Maos fortes como as de um guerreiro Delicadas como as de uma mae, Toda ela e guerra por fora E bondade por dentro Segue o seu rumo O seu nome e Blackthorn" "Quem e este homem? Forca nas maos Verdade nos olhos Amor no coracao Honra no seu espirito O nome dele e Grim"
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grim
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The threads of many beliefs can run side by side; from time to time they tangle, and mesh into a stronger rope.
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Love...it complicates our games, old friend, it insinuates itself, disrupting the most carefully laid plans and unmanning the most disciplined heart.
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The day before you died was the longest, slowest day ever. It gave you more time than you could possibly want to contemplate all the things you'd got wrong, the chances you'd missed, the errors you'd made. It was long enough to convince the most hopeful person that there was no point in anything.
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Now he understood what it was to be a man: that it was to be weak as well as strong, to be foolish sometimes and wise sometimes, to know love as well as to kill. And he had learned that there were other paths for him, other gods who called in the deep places of the earth, in the lap of wavelets on the shore, in the breath of the wind. He had learned that there were other kinds of courage. He knew, with deep certainty, that the islands held ..
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norse-mythology
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I wonder how it takes you, that moment when everything turns to shadows.
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shadows
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You've only just discovered you have a heart. Let it beat a little.
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heart
redemption
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It is a strange attitude, to view a woman merely as an object to be taken; to be so overwhelmed by the body's cravings that a man must satisfy them even at such a cost.
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He was, as I'd expected, sitting on the most precarious slope of the roof, knees drawn up, arms around them, his expression unreadable as he gazed out over the stonewalled pastures, the barns and byres and cottages, to the smoke gray and velvet green and misty blue of the forest. Not so far away the waters of the lake glinted silver. The breeze was quite chill, catching at my skirts as I came up the slates and settled myself down next to hi..
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Only a fool gives up his one treasure.
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Aquilo pertubava Bridei porque lhe parecia que so havia um mundo e que, se tinha defeitos, as pessoas nao se deviam queixar deles, mas dar passos para o mudar
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Faolan launched himself across the bridge, uttering a prayer to any deity that might be prepared to listen. "Let me reach her in time, let her keep hold, let this wretched apology for a bridge not crumble under my feet..."
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Best face your fears straightaway; putting things off only makes them harder.
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In time, your spirit will be with them again, perhaps in a great, spreading tree that shades the place where your grandchildren play. Maybe in a wide-winged eagle soaring aloft, watching as your dear one spreads her linen on the hawthorns to dry and looks suddenly to the sky, shading her eyes against the sunlight. You will be there, and they will know.
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Dawn will come,' I told him quietly. 'The night can be very dark; but I'll stay by you until the sun rises. These shadows cannot touch you while I am here. Soon we'll see the first hint of grey in the sky, the color of a pigeon's coat, then the smallest touch of the sun's finger, and one bird will be bold enough to wake first and sing of tall trees and open skies and freedom. Then all will brighten and color will wash across the earth and i..
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hope
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I saw that in him she had found her sun and moon, her stars and her dreams. Sorrow
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The god honors the faithful. And who is more true than a man who keeps his oath, though it breaks his heart?
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Prophecies don't simply come about of themselves, you know. They need a little helping along.
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If you will count, count the stars, dear one. How many stars in the sky, looking down on us as we lie in each other's arms and taste joy? How many gleaming fish in the lake where I splash our son in the water and hear his streaks of glee ring out in the clear air? A fine little salmon you made, that night in the rain. How many times does the heart beat, how fast does the blood run when at last we touch, and touch again, and breathe the same..
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hope
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love
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It becomes easy," Finbar said. "It's in the training; the ability to see your enemy as something other than a real man. He is a lesser breed, defined by his beliefs - you learn to do with him what you will, and bend him to your purpose."
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There is the darkness of a moonless night out of doors, and there is the darkness of a house with its shutters closed and the lamps quenched. There is the darkness of sleep, relieved by the bright images of dreams But no darkness is as complete, as blanketing, as terrifying as the utter darkness of underground.
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Porque Sorcha? - disse ele. -Porque ela para tanto sofrimento? Ela esta inocente de qualquer maldade, incapaz de um pensamento mau. Porque ha-de ela fazer este sacrificio por nos? - Porque e a mais forte - disse Conor simplesmente. - Porque dobra com o vento, mas nao quebra. Sorcha e o fio que nos liga a todos. Sem ela somos como folhas ao vento, sopradas de um lado para o outro.
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You speak like a jealous lover." -Fola to Broichan"
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Can a split quill write fair script? Can a blunt axe cut wood for the fire? Can a cripple please a lady?
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romance
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Somewhere, beneath that darkness, I had seen both strength and honor. But his words of despair mocked my efforts at healing.
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Perhaps this was what the stories meant when they called somebody heartsick. Your heart and your stomach and your whole insides felt empty and hollow and aching.
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When the Fair Folk gave you an instruction, you followed it, whether it suited you or not. That was just the way it was.
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What do you think is the best kind of story, Sibeal?" Gull's deep voice was like a soft cloak, comforting and warm. "The true kind, or a tale of marvels and magic?" "A wonder tale can be truer than true," I said. I had learned, during my time in the nemetons, that the deepest kind of truth can be found in the strangest and wildest of stories. One may not meet a fire-breathing dragon on the way to the well. One may not encounter an army of t..
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The most reasonable of requests felt burdensome if a person had no choice in the matter.
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At some point, we'll both have to risk telling the truth.
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He had always understood me better, without words. So I laid my hand on my heart, held it there for a moment, and then moved it over and touched my palm against his breast.
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Meanwhile, the great ash would rest where she lay, and mosses would creep over her trunk, and tiny creatures make their homes her dim hollows. Even in death she was a link in the great chain of the forest's being.
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earth
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I was learning the nature of magic; it seemed to work according to a strict set of rules. And yet, somehow, it never worked in quite the way you expected.
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and the sad demise of my father before I saw the light of day. Ulf was
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My feet will tread soft as a deer in the forest," said Conor, frowning with concentration. "My mind will be clear as water from the sacred well. My heart will be strong as a great oak. My spirit will spread an eagle's wings, and fly forth. This is the way of truth."
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Na enxerga, Saraid dormia. Eile fazia o mesmo com os longos cabelos espalhados pela almofada como um rio de chamas escuras. Junto da fogueira, os homens de Pitnochie mantinham-se silenciosos, enrolados nos seus cobertores. Ninguem o ouvia; apenas as sombras.
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loneliness
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I often tell myself, there is no point in wishing certain things had not happened. We can't change what has been, only do our best with what is to come.
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We don't say cannot here at Shadowfell,' Tali put in firmly, silencing him. 'And we don't say impossible.
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motivational
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It came to me that it was possible to be afraid of your own fear, and that such a phenomenon was utterly ridiculous.
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