Quotes from Stephen R. Lawhead

Where food is taken alone, the repast is meager," answered the ancient one affably. "Yet, where meat is shared among true companions of the hearth, the meal becomes a feast!

Derision is the refuge of threatened ignorance, after all.

time is short and life fleeting and that nothing matters except that which is eternal.

This is our work in creation: to decide. And what we decide is woven into the thread of time and being forever. Choose wisely, then, but you must choose." Great

The human race seems to love nothing more than a long detour.

Goodly-Wise is the Many Gifted; let all men honor him and perform endless homage to the One who sustains all with his Swift Sure Hand.

Life is harsh and it is relentless. You will choose in the end—one way or the other. No one escapes the choice.

The song was alive!

Truth, they say, is a cold and bitter draught; few drink it undiluted.

You must become the master of your life, not its slave.

shape our reality through the exercise of intention, through the application of our free will as conscious beings.

It would be a great boon to know where we stand in this world, what is, what has been, what will be. And to know it absolutely.

The only true source of infallible certainty is divine illumination.

You should not mock what lies beyond your grasp." He

The snow lay deep and undisturbed beneath the silver light of a dawning sky.

I desperately wanted a chance to prove myself. Not because I cared a fart for druids. No. I had instead conceived a new plan for escape.

How can you see a real forest if you have never seen a fairy forest?

Life is a school of the spirit, Aidan," Ruadh intoned with gentle insistence. "Learning is our soul's requirement, and suffering our most persuasive teacher.

It is a great thing to be a king, Hawk. A very great thing, indeed. But there is authority of a kind even kings must bend to. Discover this and whether you wear a torc of gold or beggar's rags, your name will burn forever in men's minds.

But there is so much—I know so little." "True," he said, his lean face lighting in a grin. "Is that not the beginning of true wisdom?

It is the freedom of believers to shout aloud what doubters dare not confess.

In short, you have all the social prospects of a garden gnome.

He looked as one whom Lord Death has groomed for his own.

as is most always the case with any disaster, it is those who can least afford to lose who lose the most.