No one knew where wandering men had their homes or their origin; and how was a man to be explained unless you at least knew somebody who knew his father and mother?

If you can hurt me, what makes you think I won't do it too? After all, we're both humans with hearts.

no es que yo no sufra; es que conozco la importancia del sufrimiento y sé que hay que luchar contra el dolor y eliminarlo y no aceptarlo nunca como parte integrante del alma, como herida permanente en la propia noción de la existencia.

Magic is the recognition of the fire burning behind us when all else see only their own shadow on the wall.

Written By Margaret Weis

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