Enchanters' End Game Quotes

“The quality of student work has definitely gone downhill since they discontinued the use of the whipping post.
-Silk”
― David Eddings, Enchanters' End Game

“Being afraid was not the sort of thing that endangered life or limb, but it was still an injury of sorts – and sometimes a deeper and more serious kind of injury.”
― David Eddings, Enchanters' End Game

“Would you look at this?" Silk waved a piece of parchment at the old man.
"What's the problem?" Belgarath took the parchment and read it.
"That whole business was settled years ago," Silk declared in an irritated voice. "Why are these things still being circulated?"
"The description IS colorful," Belgarath noted.
"Did you see that?" Silk sounded mortally offended. He turned to Garion. "Do I look like a weasel to you?"
"--an ill-favored, weasel-faced man," Belgarath read, "shifty-eyed and with a long, pointed nose. A notorious cheat at dice."
"Do you mind?”
― David Eddings, Enchanters' End Game

“The jeers that had risen as Barak’s and Greldik’s ships had been manoeuvred onto their wheeled carriages turned rather quickly into angry mutterings as the carriages, pulled by teams of Algar horses, rolled effortlessly toward the escarpment past men straining with every ounce of strength to move their ships a few inches at a time. To leave it all to artistry, Barak and Greldik ordered their men to lounge indolently on the decks of their ships, drinking ale and playing dice.
King Anheg stared very hard at his impudently grinning cousin as the big ship rolled past. His expression was profoundly offended. “That’s going too far!” he exploded, jerking off his dented crown and throwing it down on the ground.”
― David Eddings, Enchanters' End Game

“I wouldn't do that," Silk advised. "Thinking about it isn't going to help, and it's only going to make you nervous."
"Nervouser," Garion corrected. "I'm already nervous."
"Is there such a word as "'nervouser'?" Silk asked Belgarath curiously.
"There is now," Belgarath replied. "Garion just invented it."
"I wish I could invent a word," Silk said admiringly to Garion.”
― David Eddings, Enchanters' End Game

“You’ll fight with each other, of course, but never go to sleep angry. That was always my mistake.”
― David Eddings, Enchanters' End Game

“You won't be able to do it wrong, Durnik--any more than you'd be able to lie or cheat or steal. It's built into you to do it right, so don't worry about it."
"That's all very well for you to say, Mistress, Pol," he replied, "but if you don't mind, I will worry about it just a bit--privately of course.”
― David Eddings, Enchanters' End Game

“That’s the nature of a fat man, Ce’Nedra.” He sighed. “The last meal is history. It’s the next one that’s important.”
― David Eddings, Enchanters' End Game

“Don’t explain it to me, please,” Anheg said. “As long as somebody I know and trust understands, that’s all that’s really important.”
― David Eddings, Enchanters' End Game

“If all you’re going to do is talk in riddles, why bother with it at all? Why go to all the trouble of saying things that nobody’s able to understand?” “Because it's necessary to say it. The word determines the event. The word puts limits on the event and shapes it. Without the word, the event is merely a random happening. That’s the whole purpose of what you call prophecy—to separate the significant from the random.”
― David Eddings, Enchanters' End Game

“you wouldn’t really expect a girl to get married without her mother in attendance, would you?”
― David Eddings, Enchanters' End Game

“In spite of this universal plunge toward matrimony, I still haven’t lost my senses. If worse comes to worse, I still know how to run.”
― David Eddings, Enchanters' End Game

“The victories of the imagination involved no risks, and a confrontation with an enemy always ended satisfactorily when both sides of the conversation came from one’s own daydreams.”
― David Eddings, Enchanters' End Game

“shifty-eyed and with a long, pointed nose. A notorious cheat at dice.’ ‘Do you mind?’ ‘What’s this all about?’ Garion asked. ‘I had a slight misunderstanding with the authorities some years ago,’ Silk explained deprecatingly. ‘Nothing all that serious, actually – but they’re still circulating that thing.’ He gestured angrily at the parchment Belgarath was still reading with an amused expression. ‘They’ve even gone so far as to offer a reward.’ He considered for a moment. ‘I’ll have to admit that the sum is flattering, though,’ he added. ‘Did you get the”
― David Eddings, Enchanters' End Game

“The last meal is history. It’s the next one that’s important.”
― David Eddings, Enchanters' End Game

“The forest stretched to the horizon and beyond, dark green beneath a blue sky. A faint breeze was blowing, and the sigh of its passage through the mile upon mile of trees below had a kind of endless sadness to it, a regretful memory of summers past and springs that would never come again.”
― David Eddings, Enchanters' End Game

“It was a good day for a ride, but not a good day for being chased. No day was good for that.”
― David Eddings, Enchanters' End Game

“The orchestra was composed of Rivan musicians under the direction of a fussy Arendish concertmaster, who strove mightily to keep the independent Rivans from improvising on those melodies which pleased them.”
― David Eddings, Enchanters' End Game

“The sole exception to this suspicious taciturnity was a garrulous old gold hunter mounted on a donkey, who appeared out of the blue-tinged shadows under the trees one”
― David Eddings, Enchanters' End Game

“You’ll fight with each other, of course,” she told him as they danced, “but never go to sleep angry. That was always my mistake.”
― David Eddings, Enchanters' End Game

“An injured man would heal in time, and his pain would gradually diminish and ultimately disappear, because injury was a part of the human condition. A man was born to be hurt from time to time, and the mechanism for recovery was born with him.”
― David Eddings, Enchanters' End Game

“To raise it all to artistry, Barak and Greldik ordered their men to lounge indolently on the decks of their ships, drinking ale and playing dice.”
― David Eddings, Enchanters' End Game

“The shout, “Stop those men!” went largely unheeded as they galloped off down the street. Trappers and hunters as a breed were seldom inclined to mix themselves in other men’s affairs, and Garion, Silk, and Belgarath had passed through the village and were splashing across a ford before any kind of pursuit could be organized”
― David Eddings, Enchanters' End Game