The Complete Farseer Trilogy ( The Farseer Trilogy, #1-3)

by Robin Hobb

‘There is this, boy – and you should remember it in every situation, not just this one – learning is never wrong. Even learning how to kill isn’t wrong. Or right. It’s just a thing to learn,

But there it is; sometimes luck belongs to children and madmen.

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‘Too late to apologize. I have already forgiven you,’

He had found the thing he could do and come to do it.

I had no true peace with Regal, but at least I could have that much peace with myself. The decision left me feeling better, and I strode purposefully down the hall.

I stood looking at her. A sea change. I felt her strength, knew she stood in the centre of herself.

One can only walk so far from one’s true self before the bond either snaps, or pulls one back. I am fortunate. I have been pulled back. I walk once more in trueness to myself, FitzChivalry. That is what you sense today.’

Sometimes,’ he observed obliquely, ‘you have to trust people to understand you are not perfect.’

‘Sometimes,’ Chade observed, ‘it would be much easier to die for one’s king than to give one’s life for him.’

“The man who must brag for himself knows that no one else will.”

‘Warriors have more confidence in a man who looks like he expected to be awake at this hour.’

No man is so dangerous as the man who cannot decide what he fears.

What she could not leave behind was what I had done to her belief in herself.

The exercise for centring oneself is a simple one. Stop thinking of what you intend to do. Stop thinking of what you have just done. Then, stop thinking that you have stopped thinking of those things. Then you will find the Now, the time that stretches eternal, and is really the only time there is. Then, in that place, you will finally have time to be yourself.

Desperation to avoid injury is not the same as determination to win.

Just as seasons come and go, just as the moon moves endlessly through her cycle, so does time. The same wars are fought, the same plagues descend, the same folk, good or evil, rise to power. Humanity is trapped on that wheel, doomed endlessly to repeat the mistakes we have already made. Unless someone comes to change it.

I closed my heart and did my tasks.

‘That is one thing that in all my years among your folk I have never become accustomed to. The great importance that you attach to what gender one is.’ ‘Well it is important …’ I began. ‘Rubbish!’ he exclaimed. ‘Mere plumbing, when all is said and done. Why is it important?’

‘I do not confuse what was done to you with who you are,’