Jacqueline Carey
Why is there ever this perverse cruelty in humankind, that makes us hurt most those we love best?Collection: Hurt
All knowledge is worth havingCollection: Philosophy
There is no fulfillment that is not made sweeter for the prolonging of desireCollection: Lust
We are all these things [...]. Pride, desire, compassion, cleverness, belligerence, fruitfulness, loyalty...and guilt. But above it all stands love. And if we desire to be more than human, that is the star by which we must set our sights.Collection: Loyalty
Oh love and hate are two sides of the same bladeCollection: Hate
Let the warriors clamor after gods of blood and thunder; love is hard, harder than steel and thrice as cruel.Collection: Warrior
It's the same questions we ask of our existence, and the answer is always the same. The mystery lies not in the question nor the answer, but in the asking and answering themselves, over and over again, and the end is engendered in the beginning.Collection: Lying
There are patterns which emerge in one's life, circling and returning anew, an endless variation of a themeCollection: Variation
Stand at the crossroads if you will, but if you'll not choose, I'll move on without youCollection: Moving
Those that yield are not always weakCollection: Yield
To have a traitor for an ally is to have an enemy in waitingCollection: Waiting
If you thought better of me, you would not be so surprisedCollection: Ifs
Love is hard, harder than steel and thrice as cruel. It is inexorable as the tides, and life and death alike follow in its wake.Collection: Love Is
The pain of the flesh is naught to that of the heartCollection: Pain
It is a fine line, in all of us, between civilization and savagery. To any who think they would never cross it, I can only say, if you have never known what it is to be utterly betrayed and abandoned, you cannot know how close it is.Collection: Thinking
Love child!" What else? You will find it and lose it, again and again. And with each finding and each loss, you will become more than before. What you make of it is yours to choose.Collection: Love
Soon never comes soon enough to a young child.Collection: Children
I wondered if he could ever understand that it was a blessing, not a sin, to be graced with more than one love. It could be complicated; of course it could be complicated. And it opened one up to the possibility of more pain and loss. Still, it was a blessing I would never relinquish. Love, genuine love, was always a cause for joy.Collection: Pain
Pain obliterates everything else. In pain, there is only the eternal present.Collection: Pain
It is my observations, though, that happiness limits the amount of suffering one is willing to inflict upon othersCollection: Suffering
We speak of stories ending, when in truth it is we who end. The stories go on and on.Collection: Stories
Clearly, Im drawn to characters with inner conflicts.Collection: Character
Your dreaming self seeks to tell you something your waking ears will not hearCollection: Life
That which yields is not always weak.Collection: Yield
There's more to clothing than just adornment. It does more than merely change how the world perceives us. It changes how we perceive ourselves.Collection: Doe
What's the point of being a grown-up if you can't indulge the kid inside you every now and then?Collection: Kids
Even a stunted tree reaches for sunlight.Collection: Tree
Yes my lord, but questions are dangerous, for they have answersCollection: Answers
It's funny how despair can soon become an old companionCollection: Despair
There are patterns which emerge in one's life, circling and returning anew, an endless variation on a theme. So musicians say the greatest sonatas are composed; whether or not it is true, I do not know, but of a surety I have seen it emerge in the tapestry of my life.Collection: Karma
Surely if we knew what bitterness fate held in store, we would shrink back in fear and let the cup of life pass us by untasted.Collection: Fear
The tapestry of history is woven of many threads.Collection: History
I preferred a hard truth to a well-meant lie.Collection: Lying
That was the problem ... with trusting to the written word ... We were human, mortal and fallible. We forgot, we made errors, argued ambiguities, and twisted meanings to suit our own ends. And in doing so, mayhap we reshaped the gods themselves.Collection: Errors
Night breeds its own sort of anticipation.Collection: Night
I know what you are. I've always known from the beginning, Kushiel's Chosen. It is folly, to make claim on one whom the gods have marked for their own. And unlike the others, I am no fool, to grasp at that which burns to the touch. What you have given..." she raised one hand, palm upward, the garnet seal dangling at her wrist, "... I hold in an open hand.Collection: Hands
Grief heals ... unshed tears fester like a canker in the soul.Collection: Grief
Genius requires an audience.Collection: Genius
The harp sounds at each passing breeze, but that does not mean the tune is masterfully played.Collection: Mean
There is no folly like the folly of the wise.Collection: Wise
Pain redeems all. It is the awareness of life, a reminder of death.Collection: Pain
It is a comfort, in anguish, to be reminded of the scale of one's own troubles against the mighty breadth of the world.Collection: Comfort
There is as much deception in noise as there is in silenceCollection: Silence
And Kushiel sends no punishment that we are not fit to bear.Collection: Punishment
Are you a minor character in my tale, or am I a lesser figure in yours?Collection: Character
It is not everyday that one learns an entire militia has sworn unbeknownest to obey youCollection: Military
I wish sometimes that the gods would either choose better, or make their wishes clearerCollection: Wish
Battle for the sake of honor may be a fine thing for bards to sing of, but it is no way to preserve one's homelandCollection: Honor
Wars come and go; politics endure.Collection: War
This is the secret that none dares tell who fights for a cause. Dying, we are all alike.Collection: Fighting