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"Dawn was coming. The Waystone Inn lay in silence, and it was a silence of three parts."
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"When you leave a port, ask yourself two questions: What mark you have made on that port and what have you learned from that port?"
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"The laws is not meant to destroy us. But our disobedience leads to our own destruction."
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"Whether you are aware of it or not, your life is still disappearing. It's pouring out, it keeps diminishing."
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"You never know what people have endured to get where they are."
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"Why do you compare yourself to others? Can you carry weight of others on your shoulders?"
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"Everyone should think about why certain undesirable situations occur in life."
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"Knowing my soul is my lifetime-study."
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"What you are seeking is yourself."
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"Life is head and shoulders above all other things we regard as precious in this world."
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"The world is full of vanities."
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"It's not over if you're still here, Chronicler said. "It's not a tragedy if you're still alive."
Survival
"It's a shame you left without a word, you know. She was just beginning to trust you before that. Before you got angry. Before you ran off. Just like every other man in her life. Lusting after her, full of sweet words, then just walking away. Leaving her alone. Good thing she's used to it by now, isn't it? Otherwise you might have hurt her. Otherwise you just might have broken that poor girl's heart."
Relationship
"So yes. It had flaws, but what does that matter when it comes to matters of the heart? We love what we love. Reason does not enter into it."
Love
"I am Edema Ruh to my bones. That means my blood is red. It means I breathe the free air and walk where my feet take me. I do not cringe and fawn like a dog at a man's title. That looks like pride to people who have spent their lives cultivating supple spines."
Freedom
"Using words to talk of words is like using a pencil to draw a picture of itself, on itself. Impossible. Confusing. Frustrating ... but there are other ways to understanding."
Communication
"As I fingered my way through the songs, I felt my worries slough away. My music has always been the best remedy for my dark moods. As I sang, even my bruises seemed to pain me less."
Music
"There is something deeply satisfying in shaping something with your hands. Proper artificing is like a song made solid. It is an act of creation."
Creation
"His voice is like a thunderstorm, and his hands know every secret hidden deep beneath the cool, dark earth."
Expression
"When someone tells you a piece of their life, they're giving you a gift, not granting you your due."
Relationship
"What do you know of poetry? Ambrose said without bothering to turn around. "I know a limping verse when I hear it, I said. "But this isn't even limping. A limp has rhythm. This is more like someone falling down a set of stairs. Uneven stairs. With a midden at the bottom. "It is a sprung rhythm, he said, his voice stiff and offended. "I wouldn't expect you to understand. "Sprung? I burst out with an incredulous laugh. "I understand that if I saw a horse with a leg this badly 'sprung,' I'd kill it out of mercy, then burn its poor corpse for fear the local dogs might gnaw on it and die."
Humor
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