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That is the human way. We would die waiting for the perfect moment that will never come.
“War is no different to peace. It is simply more honest. Do not hesitate, do not contemplate mercy. Remember everything I have taught you.”
“Part of me did die that day. Unfortunately for you, it was the kinder part.”
“Regiment and discipline,” his father had said. “The makings of a soldier, and the necessities of a man.”
“What idiot isn’t afraid of the dark? Did you not hear me? Nothing good happens after dark. You’re a storyteller. You, of all people, should know this. Tell me one happy story that takes place on a mountainside at night in an abandoned fortress.”
“For what she has done here, I would shatter her bones and not think twice. There is no pain she could bear that would balance the scales. When you have seen the centuries I have, then you can think to question my judgement.”
“Love, my son, cannot be quantified by how and why. It is the intangible tether that connects your heart to others. It holds no conditions or rules, for if it did, it would not be love, but simply convenience. It is not found in the ‘because’, it is found in the ‘and yet’. Your father is strong, compassionate, and understanding, but it is not because of those things that I love him. Rather, they are why I admire him. He is also foolhardy, pig-headed, and he always says the wrong things. And yet, I love him anyway.”
“I would say that it is better to die for the ones you love and for what you believe than it is to live knowing that you could have done something but didn’t.
“It is never weak to grieve for the ones you love.” Dayne’s father had said that the day he had found Dayne weeping over the body of his grandmother. Dayne had tried to wipe away his tears, but his father had stayed his hand. “To hide your tears is to do them a disservice. They have earned your love. Let them have it.”
Trying not to tear up at work
As Dayne made to follow, Therin grasped his shoulder. He handed Dayne a small round-backed knife – the same one Dayne had seen him flipping across his fingers – and pressed Dayne’s hand around the hilt. “I hope you find what you’re looking for here, Dayne.”
Daynes curved blade
