Quotes from Alison Croggon

The weather was clear and still, and the countless stars opened above them, seeming like brilliant cold fruits that Maerad could simply pick out of the sky.

For almost as long as she could remember Maerad had been imprisoned behind walls. She was a slave

Often what you humans call chance is instead the workings of a deeper pattern, which the casual eye cannot easily perceive.

All the fears and doubts surrounding her grief and regrets were swept up into the tempest of the music, poising here in the centre of the moment, a clear vessel of joy.

A man cannot eat more than three meals a day, or live in more than one house at a time. If you have what you need, and more than you need, what is the use of adding to it?

I watched as the stars faded and the landscape began to materialize out of the night and become solid again, and the rim of the world grew rose-pink and deepened to orange and then split with molten gold, and the first rays of the sun speared the wide, empty plains.

Hay muchas mentes imaginativas aquí, que en ausencia de hechos se inventarán una historia interesante para rellenar el vacío. De forma que nuestra fuerza es nuestra debilidad.

todos a los que cuidamos y amamos han de morir. ¿Y no es todo nuestro canto un lamento porque todo lo que es verde y bello ha de pasar, como las sombras sobre una llanura, sin dejar rastro? ¿Qué canción, por bella que sea, puede aliviar esta angustia?

No es ninguna vergüenza no saber nada. La vergüenza es no tener ansias de aprender.

Maerad, our world is full of sorrow and evil," he said. "But there is also beauty and light and love. You must remember that.

only more keenly aware of how her soul starved within her, its wings wasting with the despair of disuse.

Life is hard, no? And full of sorrow. The Pilani dance in defiance of death and grief and hardship. They choose to burn before the darkness, rather than to gutter out like a dim flame.

When people are afraid, they will give up almost anything for an illusion of safety.

The most wise are those who know how little they know!" They

For life is what animals can teach us: how the present moment is all, and past and future are illusion.

They choose to burn before the darkness, rather than gutter out like a dim flame.

I can promise, however, that the scrying will not hurt you," Nelac continued. "And I will order a special feast afterward, just for you, to make up for it." Hem

Let us drink to fellowship. May the Light bless us all, friend and stranger, and make true our tongues, and truer our hearts, and truest of all our deeds.

There is no shame in not knowing something. The shame is not being willing to learn.

Maerad was pierced by a sudden grief, and briefly forgot all about pretense and masks: the world was too cruel for play.

They are caught between one world and another, and they no longer belong anywhere.

The law is that the hungry must be fed, and the homeless must be housed, and the sick must be healed. That is the way of the Light." Maerad

stubbornly unsolved, and of the laborious and ongoing task of decipherment and translation. For the curious amateur

there exists a single complete copy, is written in Annaren, the principal language spoken in Annar. In translating