Jacqueline Carey Quotes

Why is there ever this perverse cruelty in humankind, that makes us hurt most those we love best?

All knowledge is worth having

There is no fulfillment that is not made sweeter for the prolonging of desire

We are all these things [...]. Pride, desire, compassion, cleverness, belligerence, fruitfulness, loyalty...and guilt. But above it all stands love. And if we desire to be more than human, that is the star by which we must set our sights.

Oh love and hate are two sides of the same blade

It's the same questions we ask of our existence, and the answer is always the same. The mystery lies not in the question nor the answer, but in the asking and answering themselves, over and over again, and the end is engendered in the beginning.

Let the warriors clamor after gods of blood and thunder; love is hard, harder than steel and thrice as cruel.

There are patterns which emerge in one's life, circling and returning anew, an endless variation of a theme

Those that yield are not always weak

Pain obliterates everything else. In pain, there is only the eternal present.

Stand at the crossroads if you will, but if you'll not choose, I'll move on without you

To have a traitor for an ally is to have an enemy in waiting

If you thought better of me, you would not be so surprised

Love is hard, harder than steel and thrice as cruel. It is inexorable as the tides, and life and death alike follow in its wake.

The pain of the flesh is naught to that of the heart

It is a fine line, in all of us, between civilization and savagery. To any who think they would never cross it, I can only say, if you have never known what it is to be utterly betrayed and abandoned, you cannot know how close it is.

Love child!" What else? You will find it and lose it, again and again. And with each finding and each loss, you will become more than before. What you make of it is yours to choose.

Soon never comes soon enough to a young child.

I wondered if he could ever understand that it was a blessing, not a sin, to be graced with more than one love. It could be complicated; of course it could be complicated. And it opened one up to the possibility of more pain and loss. Still, it was a blessing I would never relinquish. Love, genuine love, was always a cause for joy.

It is my observations, though, that happiness limits the amount of suffering one is willing to inflict upon others

We speak of stories ending, when in truth it is we who end. The stories go on and on.

Clearly, Im drawn to characters with inner conflicts.

Your dreaming self seeks to tell you something your waking ears will not hear

That which yields is not always weak.

There's more to clothing than just adornment. It does more than merely change how the world perceives us. It changes how we perceive ourselves.