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This was a familiar feeling, for there were many places in the great forest where you could drink in its energy, become one with its ancient heart. When you were in trouble, you could find your way in these places.
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Disparate! - repliquei, e estava tao zangada com ele que o agarrei pelos ombros e lhe dei um bom abanao. - O final da historia e teu, de mais ninguem. Podes faze-lo como quiseres. Ha tantos caminhos para o teu heroi como ramos numa arvore.
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Ana wished very much that she could discuss this with Faolan
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strung a small white stone with a hole in it. 'This is more precious
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Amazing, I thought nobody could tell that man what to do." -Foalan to Bridei Talking about Broichan"
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son. This was a revelation. The more she considered
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O que existe entre nos esta para alem do amor, Fainne. Ele e meu marido, meu amante e amigo, aquele a quem eu posso confiar os meus maiores segredos. Espero que um dia tambem tu tenhas a alegria de encontrar um parceiro assim, pois nada e mais importante.
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The person they'd locked up last summer was gone, and she wasn't coming back.
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The end of the story is of your making, nobody else's. You can do with it as you choose. There are as many paths open to your hero as branches on a great tree. They are wonderful, and terrible, and plain and twisted. They touch and part and intermingle, and you can follow them whatever way you will.
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He'd lost his temper with Erisa once too often, and look what had happened. The stupid woman had tried to run from him, and when she fell she'd killed his son as well as herself.
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had seen enough such deaths before to know that when the cloud of sorrow hangs too heavily over a person, nothing helps; no love, no hope, no
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Why should I change to please some man? If he doesn't like me the way I am, then he can get some other girl for his wife.
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To say that is to say we have no choice at all in what we do, how we live. I don't believe that, Uncle. Perhaps we do have a short span in this world [...]; perhaps our scope is somewhat limited. But within those limits we do have the power to change things, the power to make choices and to go where we must.
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You know not, yet, the sort of love that strikes like a lightning bolt, that clutches hold of you by the heart, as irrevocably as death; that becomes the lodestar by which you steer the rest of your life . . . it is in the nature of your kin, to love this way.
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it matters not if you are here, or there, for I see you before me every moment. I see you in the light on the water, in the swaying of the young trees in the spring wind. I see you in the shadows of the great oaks, I hear your voice in the cry of the owl at night. You are the blood in my veins, and the beating of my heart. You are my first waking thought, and my last sigh before sleeping. You are - you are bone of my bone, and breath of my ..
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The giant grunted in response. It could have meant , , or
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You can speak to me." "Not without a name, at least." "Grim." "And you are her servant?" At the expression on his face, I added, "Brother? Husband?" He narrowed his eyes at me. "Traveled here with her. Fixed the place up for her. I look after her. That enough for you?" After what seemed to me a carefully judged pause, he added, "My lord?"
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Mistress Blackthorn?" Fool. Who else would it be?"
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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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He used to say, God is everywhere. In the work of your hands; in the beating of a bird's wings; in the roots of an oak and in the stones of the riverbed. In the rising of the sun. In the heart of a man. In the wonders we know, and those that are beyond our knowing.
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inspiration
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nature-s-beauty
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A story could lead you into a different world for a while. It might be a world where a foolish youngest son could turn into a brave and clever hero, or a beaten young woman could end up as a wise leader of folk. And when the story was ended and that world was gone, you still had the idea of it inside you. Like a flame that didn't go out even when the bad things rattled and swirled and screamed, and worse, oh, much worse, when they whispered..
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power-of-story
tales
stories
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Hope fought hard to stay alive. Even when you thought it was beaten to nothing, burned to ashes, drowned deep, still it flickered away, waiting to be found again.
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hope
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Trust is a thing you know without words
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confidence
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There is no good or evil, save in the way you see the world. There is no dark or light, save in your own vision. All changes in the blink of an eyelid; yet all remains the same.
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And they say, if ever a traveler plucks the wild parsley, and takes the bark of the hazel tree, and the secret toadstools, and mixes them with crocus from the patch of forest where the hero's last bones lie, a powerful spell will come to life. The hero will be reborn, not as he was before his destruction, but many times stronger in body and spirit; for he will be filled with the strength of earth, sea, and air. I think of the seven of us as..
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strength
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strength-through-adversity
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