Robin Hobb book quotes
Ship of Destiny
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He sensed her disgust that there was no wide, flat space prepared for a dragon to land. What sort of a city was this?
No, no, never mind the mud on your shoes. If enough people track dirt in, someone will start tracking it out.
He had hoped it would goad Brashen into fury. Anger he could deal with better than this deep melancholy. To deal with anger, all you had to do was shout back louder than your opponent. Instead, he felt himself the horrible lurch of Brashen's heart.
She snorted to herself. Lords of the Three Realms. Rulers of Earth, Sea and Sky, yet master of none of them.
A manner of speaking becomes a manner of thinking.
It is like being in a silver dream on a magic ship.
Some friendships go deeper than madness or common sense.
Vivacia didn't answer her question. Her green eyes were deep as the ocean as they met Etta's gaze. The inevitability of the ocean was in her look.
When circumstances are right, unlikely people do extraordinary things. When the weight of the world is behind them, the push of events and time itself will align to make incredible things happen.
There is no such thing as extraordinary coincidence. There is only destiny. So say the followers of Sa.
Don't go mooning after the stars, when the wide sea is all around you. It's a sky of its own, you know.
Green nubs on the dry sticks of the clematis promised that the appearance of death was not death itself.
In politics, appearance matters far more than truth.
Silent as a blinded ship, floating hull up in the sea. Silent as a scream underwater.
Never wait for a male on any such decision. You are the queen. You decide. Males are not made for such decisions. I have seen it time and time again. They would have you wait for days of sunshine and wealth and plenty. Yet to a male, enough is never sufficient, and plenty never reached. A queen knows that when times are hardest and game most scarce, that is when one must care most about the continuance of the race. Some things are not for the males to decide.
She flew toward the city. The closer she came, the more obvious became its death. The road was not only completely devoid of the lively traffic it had once sustained; at one point, a landslide had sheared the road away entirely. The memory stone still recalled blackly that it had been told to be a road. She could sense the trapped memories of the merchants and soldiers and nomadic traders who had once traversed it still humming in the stone. Grass and moss had not overcome it. The road still shone, black, straight and level as it made its businesslike way to the city. The road still recalled itself as a highway, but no one else in the world did.
Don't walk away, you fool. Never turn your back on a dragon. If you do, she will think you are so stupid that you deserve destruction.
There are dragons and dragons. This one would just as soon not spend eternity tied to a heap of bones. Turn back. Defy her. Challenge her.
I am simply saying that you should not lock your dreams onto a child or a man. Who loves you or who you love is not as significant as who you are. Too many folk, women and men, love the person they wish to be, as if by loving that person, or being loved by that person, they could attain the importance they long for.
The brevity of their lives suddenly touched her. In the momentary twinkling of their existence, each of them had tried to aid her. Each had taken time from their mate quest to try to free her. Poor little bugs. It was a small cost to her, these few moments out of the vast store of years to come. She turned a lazy loop in the sweet summer air. Then with strong, steady beats of her wings, she drove herself back towards the buried city.
Tintaglia in "Mad Ship"