Quotes from Terry Brooks

Everything changes with time's passage. Only change itself is constant.

You have to make the best of the life you are given.

What they didn't want to believe, what they tried repeatedly to dismiss, was that whatever good and evil existed in the world came from within themselves and not from some abstract source.

Hurt gives way to bitterness, bitterness to anger. Travel too far that road and the way is lost.' He

We cannot pretend that the world begins and ends at the boundaries we might make for it. Sometimes, we must acknowledge that it extends itself into our lives in ways we might prefer it wouldn't, and we must face up to the challenges it offers.

We think we know them, but we really don't. We let ourselves be deceived because we are always expecting the best out of those who seem willing to provide it.

There were times, she knew from experience, when it was best just to continue on rather than to shift directions, even when it didn't seem as if you were getting anywhere. Your chances of success weren't always something you could measure accurately. Perseverance in the face of failure counted for something.

There were times that being a half-blood bothered him, but Flick had stoutly insisted that it was a distinct advantage because it gave him the instincts and character of two races to build upon

Believe me, Kinson, the potensial for evil lodges deep in every man, myself included. We restrain it better, keep it buried deeper, but it lives within us.

What once was and was good ought not to be cast aside.

Cats learn early on that very little is accomplished by worrying. Cats also know that things have a way of working out, even when the means are kept hidden from us. Best to deal with things as they arise, and let the future take care of itself.

You know, Annie," he said then, his deep voice thoughtful, "fighting didn't change his opinion. The opinions of others, whether you agree with them or not, are something you have to learn to tolerate.

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like that." "I can't imagine my life without you, Prue. You are my best friend; you always will be. You are another part of me, a part that when missing leaves me feeling incomplete. I want us to be together again. I want us to get back what we can of our old life, even if it's not here. Will you wait for me so that we can try to do that?

He woke to find Larkin Quill standing over him. Even from the back—for he was turned away—the cloaked form of the ex-Tracker was instantly recognizable.

He was waiting, and the waiting was painful. Not because he didn't know how to wait, but because he didn't know what he was waiting for.

Think about it. Think how it works. We deceive ourselves far more easily than others deceive us. Our false perceptions betray us. Our fears and doubts worm their way into our subconscious and cause us to believe what isn't necessarily true but becomes true through our own fixation on the possibilities.

Keep talking, and you'll eventually sound like a complete idiot instead of just a half-wit.

Why do I think that you're going to be the death of me?

But we don't always get what we want in this life. In fact, we don't get what we want most of the time. We get compromises and settlements, half measures and tamped-down dreams. We get half a loaf baked, half a glass filled. That's what we have here.

We shouldn't have to accept it, either. Mostly, we don't. We understand the odds are against us, but we still strive for something more. We make our best effort each time

out because now and then we get exactly what we want.

THE MEASURE OF THE MAGIC. Read on for an excerpt from THE MEASURE OF THE MAGIC The conclusion to Legends of Shannara

By TERRY BROOKS ONE HUMMING TUNELESSLY, THE RAGPICKER WALKED THE barren, empty wasteland in the aftermath of the rainstorm.