Quotes from Terry Brooks

I don't think any of us wanted most of what's been given to us these past few weeks. We didn't want any of it to happen. But it has. I think I understand what that means. It means we must exercise grace in the face of fear and doubt and loss of belief. It means we must understand that this is how life works ? that it challenges us; it tests us. It gives us burdens to bear, and the measure of who we are is how we manage those burdens.

sometimes there was nothing you could do to save people; sometimes you just had to let go of them.

Il passato era solo un ricordo, un vecchio promemoria di ciò che era andato perduto. Il futuro una vaga promessa-sogni e spire di fumo. Non gli interessavano.

It was like a dam breaking, its walls giving way all at once under the crushing weight of his emotions.

But regrets don't help. We have to forget about what we couldn't do and concentrate on what we can.

Típicos funcionarios chapuceros, elegidos a dedo por gente desinteresada, que hacen malabares con la pelota hasta que pueden pasársela a otro bufón.

Your history is sometimes a way of understanding your present," Pan replied. "You are your history.

Time was as thin as hope.

Forgotten memories surfaced like the ghosts of the dead (...)

Logan. I wasn't going to lose you, too. I am bound to you in so many ways. Not by words or writing, but by how I feel.

It takes everything I've got to offer, but not more than I wish to give." He pointed.

He finished the Cherry Coke, and when the hash arrived he ordered a glass of milk to go with it. He ate the hash and drank the milk without looking up. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught Josie Jackson looking at him as she passed down the counter.

Los gobiernos centrales siempre han constituido uno de los mayores peligros para la humanidad.

When he woke, the sun was cresting the horizon of jagged mountain peaks in a wash of crimson light and he was bathed in his own sweat.

Death was the twin brother of life and the more interesting of the two. It was secretive, unknown, mysterious. It was inevitable and forever when it came. It was a dark, infinitely chambered fortress waiting to be explored. Most entered only once and then only because they had no choice.

friends do for each other what they see needs to be done

I am the mother of this child. I am the one who carries it in her body. I am the giver of its life. Yet I have almost nothing to say about its coming into the world.

When you were possessed of a deceitful mind, it wasn't difficult to imagine that everyone else was the same. There was nothing the ragpicker could do about that. Not now. But if the Troll failed to do as he was told Ã¢â'¬Â¦

the world his parents and grandparents had known was gone forever, as dead as the moral and social fabric that had failed to hold it together.

Humans were predictable creatures. They were prisoners of their own emotions, unable to prevent themselves from repeating the same mistakes over and over.

Secrets are destructive; the truth, even when hard to hear and harder to bear, is better. Char listened, learned, considered, and eventually found a form of grace.

History repeating itself, he thought. Lessons learned long ago so often needed to be learned all over again in the present. It might true here, and he might be the student who was being taught.

Secrets are destructive; the truth, even when hard to hear and harder to bear, is better.

But the pain and his memories of what had brought him to this state helped speed his efforts, and mustering what strength of body and will he could, he dragged himself back into consciousness.