Death comes to us all; we can only choose how to face it when it comes.
Life is a dream from which we all must wake before we can dream again.
Often you don’t know whether a woman is friend, enemy or lover until it is too late. Sometimes, she is all three.
You have made a place in my heart where I thought there was no room for anything else. You have made flowers grow where I cultivated dust and stones. Remember this, on this journey you insist on making. If you die, I will not survive you long.
Does it make you brave to stick your hand in a bear’s mouth? Would you do it again just because you didn’t die?
There is some delight in ale and wineAnd some in girls with ankles fineBut my delight, yes always mineIs to dance with Jak O’ the ShadowsWe will toss the dice however they fallAnd snuggle the girls be they short or tallThen follow Lord Mat whenever he callsTo dance with Jak O’ the Shadows.
A man falling off a cliff to certain death will stretch out a hand even to his worst enemy.
I always say, if you must mount the gallows, give a jest to the crowd, a coin to the hangman, and make the drop with a smile on your lips.
The end of time? Ba’alzamon mocked. You live like a beetle under a rock, and you think your slime is the universe. The death of time will bring me power such as you could not dream of, worm.
One more dance along the razor’s edge finished. Almost dead yesterday, maybe dead tomorrow, but alive, gloriously alive, today.