Riyria Quotes & Sayings

He had a way of looking you in the eye and making you feel the world had stopped and you were all that was in it. — Mitch Albom

Nothing in this world, is completely new. That's why we study history and compare today, with the past. In the end, every human being, has the same way of thinking. — Da Xia

Nothing supernatural has ever harmed me. My wounds and losses have all be at the hands of human beings ... — Dean Koontz

I tried to find a way to go on. I could see familiar traces of the path that was my life, but there was always the wall behind me. Do you know what I mean? First you try and climb, pretending it never happened, but it's too tall. Then you try to go around, thinking you can fix it, but it is too far. Then, in frustration, you beat on it with your hands, but it does nothing, so you tire and sit down and just stare at it. You stare because you can't bring yourself to walk away. Walking away means that you're giving up, abandoning them.
"There is no way back. There is only forward. It's impossible to imagine there's any reason to move ahead, but that isn't the real reason you give up. The real fear
the terror that keeps you rooted
is that you might be wrong."
Myron, Monk of Maribor — Michael J. Sullivan

Verily, for nine hundred years have I lost. Everyone I knew is dead, the empire gone, and who knows in what state the world is left. Should what thy sister reports prove true, much hath changed in the world."
"By the way," Royce mentioned, "No one uses the words 'tis or hath anymore and certainly not thou, thy, or verily. — Michael J. Sullivan

One can never conclusively prove an idea, only disprove it. — L.E. Modesitt Jr.

Everyone tells me that I have a very sweet face! I'd like to change that. I wish I had a more flexible face! — Soundarya

Henry stilled and peeled his shirt over his head, announcing, "Threesome."
"Excuse me?" Sam questioned as Henry advanced.
"Fine, twosome, but Levee gets to watch. She is my best friend, after all. — Aly Martinez

He remembered waking up once, listening to the wind, thinking of all the dark and rushing cold outside and all the warmth of this bed, filled with their peaceful heat under two quilts, and wishing it could be like this forever. — Stephen King