Safi Quotes & Sayings

And do all Hell-Bards waddle like a duck, or is it just you? — Susan Dennard

Shut the door, he ordered. Safi did, but tensed her muscles. She might have danced and fought with this man, but that didn't mean she trusted him in a room alone. — Susan Dennard

When I ask, "How are you?" that is really what I want to know. I am not asking how many items are on your to-do list, nor asking how many items are in your inbox. I want to know how your heart is doing, at this very moment. Tell me. Tell me your heart is joyous, tell me your heart is aching, tell me your heart is sad, tell me your heart craves a human touch. Examine your own heart, explore your soul, and then tell me something about your heart and your soul. — Omid Safi

Never had Iseult asked for anything. Not since learning as a little girl that rusted locks on a door were the best she could ever hope for.
Then she'd met Safi, and secretly, silently, so deep no one would ever find it, Iseult had started to hope that her life might turn into something. Little dreams weren't so bad. Iseult could brush against them from time to time, and no one would ever be the wiser. — Susan Dennard

She felt no relief at having survived this attack. No heady satisfaction surged through her because she'd made it to shore. She felt only a growing emptiness. A gathering dark. For this was her life now. Not boredom and lectures, but hell-flames and assassins. Massacres and endless flight. — Susan Dennard

Safi was sick of dancing. Literally, she felt ill from all the spinning, and her breath - she'd not had a single moment to catch it since ... Merik. Prince Merik. The man who couldn't dress himself properly had turned out to be royalty. — Susan Dennard

Oh, I know!" Safi clapped her hands, delighted by her own genius. "I shall call you Un-empressed."
"Please," Vaness said coldly, "stop this immediately."
Safi absolutely did not. — Susan Dennard

Iseult hated herself for that truth, but there it was. She wanted to go after Safi; she wanted Aeduan to lead the way; she wished this child would simply disappear.
Monster, she told herself. You're a monster. — Susan Dennard

Sorry to make you wait!" Safi roared over the rapid four-beat race. Her legs were bared, her silk gown shredded, and she clutched a pitchfork to her stomach. "And sorry for the trouble on my ass! — Susan Dennard

I hate this. Both the storm and the plan. Why does it have to be 'we'? Why not just me?"
"Because 'just me' isn't who we are," Iseult hollered back. "I'll always follow you, Safi, and you'll always follow me. Threadsisters to the end. — Susan Dennard

Safi was beyond anger. Beyond temper. This was her life now - forever running, forever changing hands from one enemy to the next until eventually the enemy severed her neck. It had been inevitable, really. Her magic had cursed her from the day she was born. — Susan Dennard

Life is just action and reaction, rationalizations are added later on — Ibn-e-Safi

Iseult sucked in air, marveling at how her lungs could feel so full against her ribs. Then she closed her eyes. She wanted to make a wish, but there were too many choices. She wished for Safi at her side. She wished for Habim and Mathew too. And, though she couldn't quite understand why, she wished for her mother.
More than anything, Iseult wished for answers. About her magic. About the Cahr Awen.
I wish I could learn what I am. — Susan Dennard

Robert Spencer, a prolific anti-Islam writer and a leading Islamophobe who is bent on distorting Islam and demonizing Muslims, has persistently argued that violence and terrorism employed by Muslim extremists is rooted in the Quran and its message. Spencer calls the Quran, a book sacred to Muslim, 'the jihadists' Mein Kampf,' in reference to Hitler's memoir. — Louay M. Safi

Iseult knew what she had to do. She knew what Safi would do in this position. What Habim or Mathew or her mother or anyone with a backbone would do. So why was she finding it so hard to summon any words? — Susan Dennard

You're chained up." A wince pulled at Safi's eyes. "I upset the Admiral." "Of course you did." "It's not funny. — Susan Dennard

This disease of being "busy" (and let's call it what it is, the dis-ease of being busy, when we are never at ease) is spiritually destructive to our health and wellbeing. It saps our ability to be fully present with those we love the most in our families, and keeps us from forming the kind of community that we all so desperately crave. — Omid Safi

Some Wishes won't become true But will lead you to the ultimate Truth — Uzair Safi

Its not a good idea to argue with ignorant people but sometime ignorance can't be ignored — Adnan Safi

I told you, Hell-Bard. Everyone lies. It's in the way we banter with our friends. It's in the mundane greetings we give passersby. It's in the most meaningless things we do every single moment of every single day. Hundreds upon thousands of tiny, inconsequential lies. — Susan Dennard

We are like the watermelons. Each of us has a crusty external rind. A case that both protects us and keeps others out. The closer you get to the middle, that is to say - the closer you get to the heart - the sweeter we get. — Omid Safi

Safi vaulted left, scarcely avoiding a flurry of ice shards that were quickly sizzled up by a wall of flame. All lines had faded between friend and foe, slave and slaver, Red Sail and Baedyed. Everyone fought. Every single thrice-damned person alive in this arena grappled body to body, blade to blade, or magic to magic. — Susan Dennard

But the cleaving Tidewitch didn't care. His blackened eyes had latched on to Safi now. His bloodstained hands clawed up and he barreled toward her like a squall. — Susan Dennard

Safi snatched the other side of his shirt. These go inside these. — Susan Dennard

Yes," Safi breathed, swaying into one of the men holding her up. She flashed a grin at him and said, "I'm Safiya fon Hasstrel, and I can do anything. — Susan Dennard

Well, Safi was calling horse shit on that. She didn't lack initiative - she was initiative. — Susan Dennard

Never had Safi seen so many furled sails. Or circling sea gulls.
Cursed birds. — Susan Dennard

Safi ignored him--he was clearly an idiot — Susan Dennard

I'll strip with you," Safi offered, grabbing for her shirttails. "If anyone shows up" - the shirt slid over her face, muffled her words - "I'll dance around and distract them. — Susan Dennard

and she and the mare set off after Safi. — Susan Dennard

He was good. The best fighter she'd ever faced. But Safi and Iseult were better. — Susan Dennard