Quotes from David Eddings

Your Highness could never be silly,' Adara told her. Ce'Nedra lifted her chin. 'Oh yes I can,' she declared. 'I've got as much right to make a fool of myself in public as anyone else.

It's the way of kings.

The coronation took place at noon the following day. The Hall of the Rivan King was full to overflowing with nobles and royalty, and the city below was alive with the sound of bells. Garion could not actually remember very much of his coronation. He did remember that the ermine-bordered cape was hot and the plain gold crown the Rivan Deacon placed on his head was very heavy

We can try to act civilized and polite, but at the bottom of it all, the power of any ruler is based on a threat. Fortunately, we don't have to carry that threat out too often.

Just because I love her, it doesn't mean that I love you less.

No matter how professional soldiers might be, an avoided battle was always good news.

Well, it's nice to know that the Trolls made it this far south,' Ulath said. 'I'd hate to have to go looking for them.' 'Their Gods were guiding them, Ulath,' Tynian pointed out. 'You've never talked with the Troll-Gods, I see,' Ulath laughed. 'Their sense of direction is a little vague - probably because their compass only has two directions on it.' 'Oh?' 'North and not-north. It makes finding places a little difficult.

Garion drew in a deep breath. Or, he continued, I can go off by myself and find Torak - wherever he is - and try to kill him. Silk whistled, his eyes widening. He said that I didn't have to go alone, Garion added hopefully. I asked him about that. Thanks, Belgarath said dryly.

I can make Skell laugh if I really have to, but I have to take off one of his boots first. —That went by just a little fast, Torl. —It's terribly hard to tickle the bottom of a man's foot when he's wearing boots, commander.

You'd think that the people who worshiped the real true God would have better sense.

The table quite literally groaned under its weight of roasted game

Love can show itself in many strange ways

Morality deals with what we might like to do, but politics deals with what we must do. There's no connection between them at all.

That's a strange hobby for a Church Knight. God hired me as a fighting man, Sparhawk, not as a monk. I fight whenever He tells me to, but the rest of my time is my own.

Why not hold an election?' I asked them. 'I've never had that much faith in elections,' Ran Horb said dubiously. 'An election's nothing more than a popularity contest, and popularity's hardly a measure of any kind of administrative ability.

Don't explain it to me, please," Anheg said. "As long as somebody I know and trust understands, that's all that's really important.

You've been away from home too long if you can get lost on the way from the harbor to the palace.

For what place can be left for anything to happen at random so long as God controls everything in order? It is a true saying that nothing can come out of nothing.

Democratic Development is a process of political struggle in which democrats work gains the upper hand in the society over non-democrats which directs aid at core political processes and institutions especially elections, political parties and politically oriented civil groups.

It's all very well to put the government in the hands of the perfect man, but what do you do when the perfect man gets a belly-ache?' That's the major argument against any kind of absolutism.

Sorgan tried his very best not to think about how long it must have taken for a stream that small to eat its way down through solid rock to form its current bed. Sorgan knew exactly what the word "hundred" meant, but when numbers wandered off toward "thousand"—or even "million"—and the people who used those terms were talking about years, Sorgan's mind shied back in horror.

He had performed that last service that a man can perform for a friend—he had told the truth about him.

In spite of this universal plunge toward matrimony, I still haven't lost my senses. If worse comes to worse, I still know how to run.

Small female children. They're devious, but they're prettier than sons, and they smell better. (The Spirit of the Prophecy to Garion)