Quotes from David Eddings

Centuries pass when nothing happens, and then in a few short years events of such tremendous importance take place that the world is never the same again. I think that if I had my choice, I'd prefer one of those quiet centuries, Garion said glumly. Oh, no, Silk said, his lips drawing back in a ferretlike grin. Now's the time to be alive—to see it all happen, to be a part of it. That makes the blood race, and each breath is an adventure.

For all the rest of his life he had a special warm feeling for kitchens and those peculiar sounds and smells that seemed somehow to combine into a bustling seriousness that had to do with love and food and comfort and security and, above all, home.

Everything is idiocy if you choose to look at it in the proper light, he replied philosophically.

Ordinary men live in fear all the time. Didn't you know that? We're afraid of the weather, we're afraid of powerful men, we're afraid of the night and the monsters that lurk in the dark, we're afraid of growing old and of dying. Sometimes we're even afraid of living. Ordinary men are afraid almost every minute of their lives.

Fear's a part of life, Mandorallen, and it's the only life we have. You'll get used to it. After you've put it on every morning like an old tunic, you won't even notice it anymore. Sometimes laughing at it helps—a little." "Laughing?" "It shows the fear that you know it's there, but that you're going to go ahead and do what you have to do anyway.

La luna si levò sopra la prateria e sembrava succhiare via tutti i colori dal paesaggio circostante; adesso tutto appariva diverso. I cespugli lungo il letto asciutto non erano verdi ma neri e avevano un che di minaccioso.

Why are the people all so unhappy? he asked Mister Wolf. They have a stern and demanding God, Wolf replied. Which God is that? Garion asked. Money, Wolf said. Money's a worse God than Torak himself.

Le guerre sono belle, ma tendono a interferire con faccende più importanti.

You don't have to like it, you know. All you have to do is to do it.

La chiesa ha trasformato la corruzione in una forma d'arte basata sulla pura avidità.

That depends on your mind, Garion. The complexity of it lies in the complexity of the mind that puts it to use. Quite obviously, it can't do something that can't be imagined by the mind that focuses it. That was the purpose of our studies—to expand our minds so that we could use the power more fully.

Until a person learns to laugh at himself, though, his life will be a tragedy – at least that's the way he'll see it.

An arrow in the knee." The count shrugged. "The result of an old disagreement—long since forgotten.

People prefer not to believe in that sort of thing. There's a whole catalogue of nasty little emotions curdling in the human spirit, and anything the least bit out of the ordinary raises the possibility of retribution.

trying to see some difference in terrain or foliage which might distinguish Arendia from Tolnedra, but there seemed to be none. The land, indifferent to human boundaries, flowed on unchanged.

No one seems to realise that the aristocracy is God's special gift to mankind. The burghers treat us no better than commoners. Considering our divine origins, such disrespect is the worst form of impiety. I'm sure your Grace agrees.

In your view, evil's no more than a disagreement about the way things are supposed to be.

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

Life's much more pleasing when you don't have to spend all of your time thinking.

La vita è molto più gradevole se non si passa tutto il tempo a pensare.

Do you think that praying in a loud voice and pounding your head on the ground will keep him from seeing into your heart?

If our Gods really loved us, they'd want our lives filled with joy," she continued relentlessly. "But you hate joy for some reason—probably because you're afraid of it. Joy is not sin, Relg; joy is a kind of love, and I think the Gods approve of it— even if you don't.

If that's the way we have to do it, then that's the way we'll do it.

But there's a world beyond what we can see and touch, and that world lives by its own laws. What may be impossible in this very ordinary world is very possible there, and sometimes the boundaries between the two worlds disappear, and then who can say what's possible and impossible?