Sojourn (Forgotten Realms: The Dark Elf Trilogy, #3; Legend of Drizzt, #3)

by R.A. Salvatore

Guilt is always a self-imposed burden, but is not always rightly imposed.

“A sorry day it is when one must buy fineries for a dwarf,”

This was the life that he and all of the adventuring companions enjoyed, camping under the stars with the song of the mountain wind in their ears.

Is morality not an internal force, and if it is, are principles then to be dictated or felt?

and the alignment to a being is in accord with one’s internal code of principles. A missionary might coerce and trick would-be disciples, but no rational being can truly follow the determined orders of any god-figure if those orders run contrary to his own tenets.

We—at least we of sincere character—always judge ourselves by stricter standards than we expect others to abide by.

“Those who aspire to less accomplish less. There can be no doubt. It is better, I think, to grab at the stars than to sit flustered because you know you cannot reach them.” He shot Drizzt his typical wry smile. “At least he who reaches will get a good stretch, a good view, and perhaps even a low-hanging apple for his effort!”

There is a wide world out there, my friend, full of pain, but filled with joy as well. The former keeps you on the path of growth, and the latter makes the journey tolerable.

the character of the person would outweigh the color of his skin and the reputation of his heritage.