Age of Swords (The Legends of the First Empire, #2)

by Michael J. Sullivan

Nothing like a good breeze on sweating skin to make a person feel loved.

The string you weave is really yourself, and the pattern you make is your own life.”

“Losing leaves a bitter taste that lingers long after the sweetness of victory has been forgotten.”

the laughter of a once carefree girl and the warmth of an Old Woman.

Their wealth is their wool, and like all sheep they fear being sheared,

Many…no, most…of our choices are driven by fear: fear of death, fear of humiliation, fear of loneliness. But it’s how we respond to fear that matters. It’s what defines us. What makes us who we are.