Kahlan stood quietly in the shadows, watching, as evil knocked softly on the door.
Culture carries no privilege to exist. Cultures do not have value simply because they are. Some cultures, the world is better off without.
He put the box in Kahlan's lap. As she picked it up, she gave him the biggest smile he had ever seen. Before he even knew what he had done, he had leaned over and given Kahlan a quick kiss. Her eyes went wide, and she didn't kiss him back, but the feel of her lips shocked him into realizing what he had done. Oh. Sorry," he said. She laughed. "Forgiven.
Boundary wardens, Zedd thought, were tougher than they had a right to be.
We don't want to lose you Lord Rahl. We don't want to go back to way things were." She sounded on the verge of tears. "We like being able to do simple things, like make a joke, and laugh. We could never do such things before. We always lived in fear that if we said the wrong thing we would be beaten, or worse. Now that we have seen another way, we don't want to go back to that. If you throw your life away for the Midlands, then we will.- Cara
I thought I was going to die there, alone. I thought I would never see you again." He seemed to shake off the memory and leaned back on an elbow, gazing at her with a lop-sided smile on his face. "The Shadrin left some scars that aren't healed yet. But I would have to take off my pants to show them to you." "Really?" Kahlan gave a throaty laugh. "I think I better have a look... to see if everything is all right.
But this was no ordinary chicken. This chicken was evil manifest.
History is rarely made by reasonable men.
To question me onceis a simple mistake, Lieutenant. Twice is treason. We execute traitors.-Kahlan
Wizard's Second Rule The greatest harm can result from the best intentions.
Wizard's Third Rule Passion rules reason, For better or for worse.
Wizard's Eleventh and Final Rule The "Rule Unspoken", the "Rule Unwritten", "The rule from the beginning of time.
Kahlan ambled toward the door. "Well, my breasts aren't as large as yours Berdine." She slowed as she passed Raina. "I think Raina's hands would fit mine better.
I’m warning you, stay back! This sword has magic.' 'Magic!' the dragon gasped in mock fright. It put a claw to its breast. 'Oh, please, brave man, don’t slay me with your magic sword!
The training of a Mord-Sith takes years - to learn to handle the pain. I guess it's also why only women are Mord-Sith, men are too weak.
I had to live this long, have the experiences I've had, to create what I do. I knew I wanted to write for years, but I had to be ready so I wouldn't blow it. The move to Maine was the final step.
Life for the strongest. There is no sympathy for the slain, only admiration for the winner's strength.
I hate telling that story to people who've been struggling for years.
Reasons are the spoils of victory. When you've destroyed the enemy, then your leaders write down the reasons in books, and give moving speeches about them. If you've done your job, then there aren't any of the enemy left to dispute your leader's reasons. At least not until the next war.
No amount of telling is worth doing it once.
Emotion did not play a part in truth, only reality did.
Ever since I was really little, I've had characters that were in my mind.
I don't think I could have written what I did any earlier.
I've always said fantasy is sort of 'stealth philosophy'.
No one ever goes into battle thinking God is on the other side.
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