Magician Raymond E Feist Quotes

Some loves come unbidden like winds from the sea, and others grow from the seeds of friendship.

But for the most part, love is a recognition, an opportunity to say, 'There is something about you I cherish.

Dolgan: ’Tis a wise thing to know what is wanted, and wiser still to know when ‘tis achieved. Rhuagh: True. And still wiser to know when it is unachievable, for then striving is folly.

Some love comes like the wind off the sea, while others grow slowly from the seeds of friendship and kindness.

The faults we see in others never seem as dreadful as those we see in ourselves.

The first love is the difficult love.

Boys... You're all idiots

- Няма друго място като морето, господа. Тези, които цял живот изкарват на сушата, никога няма да го разберат. Морето е първично, понякога е жестоко, друг път - нежно, и никога - предсказуемо.

You know what it is to laugh at death, Arutha. You’ll never be the same man again.

There are two kinds of strength. Power and the ability to wield it is obvious, but resilience, the ability to resist power, is the other.

People will often do imponderable things because of how they feel, not because of what they think.

There was nothing left to fear. He would endure or he wouldn’t.

The Empire is all those who live within its borders, from the nobles to the lowest servant, even the slaves who work the fields. It must be seen as a whole, not as being embodied by some small but visible part, such as the Warlord or the High Council.

It is something only a few know in their lives. It is a vision of something so clear, so true, it can only be a madness. You see what life is worth, and you know what death means.

Life is what happens, Magnus, no matter what you expect or want.

- Вземете който щете моряк, газил в дълбоки води и срещал смъртта толкова пъти, колкото мен, драснете го с нокът по кожата и отдолу ще намерите философ. Засуканите думи ще са му чужди, гарантирам ви, но ще намерите дълбок и траен усет за мястото му в света.

Знаеш вече как да се смееш на смъртта, Арута - каза Амос. - Никога повече няма да си същият.

Find where the sound ends and silence begins. Then exist in that moment, for there will you find your secret centre of being, the perfect place of peace within yourself.

There are many ways to love someone. Sometimes we want to love so much we're not too choosy about who we love. Other times we make love such a pure and noble thing no poor human can ever meet our vision. But for the most part, love is a recognition, an opportunity to say, 'There is something about you I cherish.' It doesn't entail marriage, or even physical love. There's love of parents, love of city or nation, love of life, and love of people. All different, all love.

There is always a choice, though it is not always apparent.

Father used to say that, among man’s strange undertakings, war stood clearly forth as the strangest.

Warlords who fail in conducting war tend to fall from grace quickly.

What is he?’ ‘What would you have him be?

People most often don’t see what is right before them.

it is almost impossible in the heat of the moment to understand long-term consequences.

One time is much like another to death. She comes when she will. So why give over your mind to worry?

You see, there are few objective limits. What they teach you is useful, but never accept the proposition that just because a solution satisfies a problem, that it must be the only solution.

Sometimes we want love so much, we’re not too choosy about who we love. Other times we make love such a pure and noble thing, no poor human can ever meet our vision. But for the most part, love is a recognition, an opportunity to say, “There is something about you I cherish.” It doesn’t entail marriage, or even physical love. There’s love of parents, love of city or nation, love of life, and love of people. All different, all love.

In some worlds there seems to be a synergy, but for the most part, what Kalkin said to you is the root truth: they are merely personifications of natural forces given whatever powers they possess by their worshippers. They have aspects that are perceived by mortals, and attributes they can wield.

Ишап, морето е голямо, а лодката ми - малка. Имай милост към мен.

Love is like a lot of things, it is always best done with the head. Save mindless efforts for mindless things.

It’s often said we take offense most in what we see of ourselves in others.

the sound of old winter ice breaking at spring’s touch,

- Като дете изпитвах същото по клоните на големите дървета. Да стоиш прилепен до един ствол, толкова древен, че и най-древната човешка памет бледнее пред него, ти внушава същото чувство за място в света.

But to speed it along, he needs to know that pain will come. The knack is to not engage the pain, not hold on to it like a treasured thing, but to simply let it pass through and wait until it’s gone. It will come less frequently and after a time, be gone.

among man’s strange undertakings, war stood clearly forth as the strangest.

Then don’t assume you need to be the one to make the sacrifice. Don’t hold your own needs as less important than other people’s.

I am the architect of my own imprisonment.

Vidiš, veoma je malo stvarnih ogreničenja. Sve čemu te uče je korisno, ali nikad ne prihvataj tvrdnju da je neko rešenje *jedino* rešenje samo ako uspe da reši problem.

Moćnicima je važnije sopstveno blagostanje nego dobrobit Carstva. A kako su sami oni slika Carstva za bilo koje neupućeno oko, ta činjenica se lako propušta." "Kako to misliš?" - upita stariji čarobnjak. "Kad pomisliš na Carstvo, šta zamišljaš? Istoriju armija koje ratuju po zemlji? Ili uspon Sabora? Možda se setiš vladarskih hronika. Šta god bilo, jedna najočiglednija istina se previđa. Carstvo čine svi oni koji žive unutar njegovih granica, od vlastelina do najnižih slugu, čak i robova koji obrađuju zemlju. Ono se mora posmatrati kao jedinstvena celina, i pogrešno je smatrati neki mali ali vidljiv deo, poput ratnog vođe ili Visokog saveta, njegovoim otelotvorenjem. Shvataš li to?

Znati svoje želje, i spoznati tren njihovog ostvarenja, znaci su velike mudrosti.

Ljudi kažu da nas često najviše vređa deo sopstvenog lika u drugom čoveku.

- Nisi se ružno ponela prema meni, Karlina. Ja sam se ponašao kao tupan. - Ne, ti si se samo ponašao kao prijatelj Rolande. Rekao si mi istinu, a ne ono što sam želela da čujem.

Dok su prilazili vratima kolibe, Pag reče: "Čogana, hvala ti. Ali zanima me jedno: pomenuo si neprijatelja na vrhu kule. Možeš li mi ga opisati?" Čogana se nasmeja i klimnu glavom. "Oh da, video sam ga." On krenu uz stepenice prema kolibi, i dalje se kikoćući. "To je najstrašniji neprijatelj svakog čoveka." Suženim očima osmotri Paga. "Bio si to ti.

Stvorili ste čoveka sa snažnim osećanjem dužnosti, koji nije omekšan ljubavlju prema tome čemu duguje vernost.

Greška je u čoveku ili ženi, a ne u biti vaseljene.

Znam, Kulgane, ali sam u skorije vreme bio toliko rastresen da je bes naprosto proključao u meni kada me je Ralf onako izvređao. Pa, to što priznaješ sopstveni udeo dobar je znak da postaješ muškarac. Mnogi dečaci bi pokušali da se pravdaju, prebacuju krivicu na drugog ili pozivajući se na razloge časti.

In fact, I have the feeling that someday you may use that logical mind of yours for the betterment of magic.

No, Pug. There are many ways to love someone. Sometimes we want love so much, we’re not too choosy about who we love. Other times we make love such a pure and noble thing, no poor human can ever meet our vision. But for the most part, love is a recognition, an opportunity to say, “There is something about you I cherish.” It doesn’t entail marriage, or even physical love.

The scope of reality is beyond the capacity of mortal mind to fully comprehend. We can only imagine bits, or create metaphors or develop abstractions to help us cope, but no matter what we imagine we have achieved in understanding all this, in truth we know nothing.

Tis a wise thing to know what is wanted, and wiser still to know when ’tis achieved,’ said Dolgan. ‘True. And still wiser to know when it is unachievable, for then striving is folly.

The mote expanded and became a translucent sphere within which energy vibrated. The vibrations slowed until the illusion of a sphere vanished and they could see there was a thread of energy that writhed madly, turning itself into a variety of shapes each second. Again Macros waved his hand and it slowed. First the strand was straight, then it looped, then it fluttered upward, then doubled back on itself, one end anchored while the other described the outer limit of its reach, defining the ‘sphere’, despite moving at speeds faster than the human eye could decipher. The little demon-turned-human stared in wonder, and at last he said, ‘It’s … stuff.’ ‘Stuff?’ asked Magnus. ‘It’s what you call “magic”,’ said Nakor. ‘This is what you play with when you think you’re doing magic.’ ‘Wonderful,’ said Macros. ‘Yes, this is what you’ve been struggling to understand your entire life, little gambler.

I think no introductions are necessary,’ said Kalkin. ‘The Controllers remain mute, as always.’ Pug looked up into the heavens above the Pavilion, and saw the four silent faces: Abram-Sev, the Forger of Action; Ev-Dem, the Worker from Within; Graf, the Weaver of Wishes; and Helbinor, the Abstainer. Pug said, ‘I … I understand.’ Kalkin said, ‘What do you understand?’ ‘These are the forces that define our universe. They do not interact with mortals because … they are the universe.’ Macros looked at Miranda and said, ‘I told you you married a bright lad.’ ‘You told me nothing of the sort,’ said Miranda. Looking at Ban-ath, and then at the other gods, Pug said, ‘You interact with humans because … we made you!’ ‘Very bright lad,’ said Kalkin.

Pug stepped into the rift and vanished. There was an audible intaking of breath at the sight, for only a few there knew what to expect. The following moments dragged on, and many unconsciously held their breath.Suddenly Pug appeared from the other side of the rift and an audible sigh of relief came from those who waited. He came back to the others and said, “It opens exactly where I had hoped it would. Macros’s spellcraft was flawless.” He took Katala’s hands. “It is next to the reflecting pool in the meditation glade.

Tomas studied Pug’s face. In all the years they had known each other, Tomas had never seen the young magician so intense. Quietly Tomas said, “To other worlds?” “That is why I need you. Your arts are alien to mine. A rift to Kelewan I can manage, but to travel to worlds I know only through millennia-old tomes . . .? Between the two of us, we have a chance. Will you aid me?” “Of course. I must speak to Aglaranna . . .” “No.” Pug’s tone was firm. “There are reasons. Mostly, I suspect something even more dread than what I know. If what I suspect is true, then no one beyond the two of us may know what we undertake. To share the knowledge of this quest with another is to risk the ruination of everything. Those you seek to comfort will be destroyed. Better to let them doubt awhile.” Tomas weighed Pug’s words. One thing was certain to the boy from Crydee turned Valheru: one of the few beings in the universe worthy of complete, utter trust now spoke to him. “I dislike this, but I will accept your caution. How shall we proceed?” “To traverse the cosmos, perhaps even to swim the time-stream, we need a steed only you may command.

Seeing Tully was stung by the reference to ancient church canon long since abandoned, Kulgan softened his tone “No disrespect to you, Tully. But don’t try to teach an old thief to steal. I know your order chops logic with the best of them, and that half your brother clerics fall into laughing fits when they hear those deadly serious young acolytes debate theological issues set aside a century ago. Besides which, isn’t the legend of the lost art an Ishapian dogma?

He’ll get over it,’ said his father. ‘But to speed it along, he needs to know that pain will come. The knack is to not engage the pain, not hold on to it like a treasured thing, but to simply let it pass through and wait until it’s gone. It will come less frequently and after a time, be gone.

He studied his two friends, taking note of their freshly bruised countenances. ‘All right. What happened?

While covering her from neck to ankles, it was thin and clung to her figure with alarming tenacity.

With bullies it’s always the same: whether or not you can best them doesn’t matter. What is important is whether or not you’ll stand up to them.

For each moment of sorrow I have visited upon you, O my lady, I pray the gods grant me a year to gift you with joy. I am again your adoring subject.

- А знаете, - с лукавой улыбкой проговорил Арута, приближаясь к двум друзьям, - однажды мне довелось услышать разговор, который вели два крайдийских мальчишки, взобравшиеся на воз с сеном. Всадники, все до единого, обратились в слух. - Так вот, - продолжал принц. - Один из них, светловолосый ученик воина, похвалялся, что прославится в боях и будет с восторгом принят в Эльвандаре. - Щеки Томаса зарделись. Паг рассмеялся и сказал: - Я помню этот разговор. - А другой, - продолжал Арута, - щуплый темноволосый ученик придворного чародея, пообещал, что станет великим магом. - Может быть, - смущенно улыбнувшись, пробормотал Паг, - моему Уильяму тоже суждено претворить в жизнь свою детскую мечту. Арута расхохотался. Паг воззрился на него с удивлением. - Пусть лучше его мечта останется неосуществленной! - воскликнул принц. - Ведь минувшим вечером он сообщил мне, что хотел бы, когда вырастет, стать гномом!

Воспитанность состоит не в том, чтобы не допускать промахов, а в том, чтобы не замечать промахи других!

Well, I remember a story once where a smith forgot to use one last nail on a horse’s shoe, and the shoe came off at the worst time and the horse went lame, and the rider of the horse was tossed and killed, and failed to deliver a message which kept a king from riding into a trap and his kingdom fell when he was killed. So a kingdom was lost, all for the want of a nail.’ ‘So what nail did we overlook?

Бывает, что любовь обрушивается на нас внезапно, как ураган с моря, но порой ростки ее появляются из семян дружбы и доверия. Кто-то когда-то сказал мне эти слова, и я их запомнила, но лишь теперь поняла, насколько они верны!

Feelings don’t make sense,” Nakor had observed, “but they can drive us, and that’s what you have to understand most of all. People will often do imponderable things because of how they feel, not because of what they think.

should you chance to find yourself exchanging pleasantries with a moredhel woman again, she’d as soon cut your heart out as kiss you.