Quotes from Tad Williams

If you wish to carry a hungry weasel in your pocket, it is your choice.

All people know the Greater Hunger...It is the hunger for warmth, for family, for connection to the stars and the earth and other living things... For love? Renie asked. Yes, I suppose that could be true.

So we face our final hours...and all that was once certain has become uncertain. Except for defeat. That, as always, is the end of all our stories.

Experience came easily enough, learning how not to suffer would have proved much more practical.

See, vodka, that's drinking. Beer—well, beer is just getting the inside of your mouth wet.

Sometimes I talk about baseball just to annoy people who don't understand it.

When it falls on your head, then you are knowing it is a rock.

There were more problems with solitude than just being horny and bored. If you didn't have anyone to talk to for days on end, you didn't have anyone to let you know whether you were going nuts or not.

Theo knew enough about women and their clothes to recognize she was trying to strike an appropriate balance between... what? Between liking him and hating him? Between wanting to look good and not wanting to look too available? Just because he knew a mixed message when he saw one didn't mean he knew exactly which messages were being mixed

God gives us all youth, and the takes it away again. What have you gained to offset that loss? Patience? Perhaps a little wisdom? Then be patient, and perhaps you'll also be wise. (Miriamele)

Good stories will tell you that facing the lie is the worst terror of all. And there is no talisman or magic sword that is half so potent a weapon as truth

But that is enough of such worrying. The river is waiting, and our hearts must be light, so we can faster travel.

Because love does not do sums, but instead make choices, and then gives its all.

If we do not reach our hands will always be empty.

In bad times, a king or a queen can be a rock for the waters to crash against, so those less strong are not washed away. I will be such a rock. Only give me a chance, sweet Zoria, and I will be a rock for my people.

but sometimes when things go very wrong and even the highest are frightened, innocence is not enough for salvation.

To fight a war, you must believe it can accomplish something. We fight this one to save John's kingdom, or perhaps even to save all of mankind... but isn't that what we always think? That all wars are useless—except the one we're fighting now?

Fight and live, fight and die, God waits for all.

Now I end my death song. I give my farewell to mountain and sky. It has been good to be alive.

those people who believe in previous lives always think they were dukes or queens or something, ignoring the fact that most people back then spent their whole lives up to their knees in shit before dying of toothless old age at thirty.

Never trust people that like to call things by initials, that's my philosophy.

If the road to Hell is paved in good intentions, a friend of mine used to say, the road to Heaven is paved with bullshit and busy work.

Humans turn the places they live into great crowded piles of mud and stone, like the nests termites build--but what happens when in all the world there are only termite hills left but no bush?

Go down. It seemed obvious. You have to go down before you can come out - that's how these things always work.