But remember, boy, that a kind act can sometimes be as powerful as a sword.
Rick RiordanMots clés inspirational kindness powerful kind sword
This world has need of song and sword.
Patricia BriggsThose two are carved from the same tree." the queen said.
By the same blade." The high king answered and offered her his arm in splendid dignity
Mots clés tree sword blade seer
Logic is like the sword--those who appeal to it shall perish by it.
Samuel ButlerMots clés logic rationalism sword
If the road is easy, you're likely going the wrong way.
Terry GoodkindMots clés truth adversity sword
The language of sword is less powerful than the language of word, but most of
the people understand the language of sword with greater power than the
language of word.
Mots clés man people language weapons word barbarism sword
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Violence always leads to pain" Trendal Malian- Ishtaria: Prince of Blades
Keith CollierMots clés fantasy book best prince sword blade series sorcery blades ishtaria malian seller tram wot
I stood behind the man’s chair, my blade at his throat.
“Why do you do it?” I asked, knowing he wouldn’t answer. “Kill people, and blow up buildings, and sell drugs?”
It was what they all did. Committed crimes. That was why I killed them.
“You’re a criminal, a terrorist, a danger. And I have been asked to take you out.” I told him.
I was legend now, yet he asked the same question all the others did.
“What is your name?”
My sensitive ears tuned out the slit as my sword cut his neck.
I walked around the chair to see his face. I watched as his eyes–slowly at first–changed from blue to milky white. His skin went pale.
And as I heard him take his last breath, I ducked in so my lips hovered at his ear, and whispered, “My name, is Sharden.
Mots clés punishment crime kill sword alysha body-of-blades sharden speer
I was not weak; I did not cry. But it hurt me, more in a kind of refreshing, thrilling way, than a kind of pain that would cripple me and send me away crying. My fingernails dug into the palms of my hands, and my teeth bit into my lips, my knees were locked, but I could not faint.
Alysha SpeerMots clés pain brave weak hurt sword fingernails sharden body-of-blade thrilling
Sleep did not honor me with it’s presence.
Alysha SpeerMots clés sleep presents honor we me sword sleepy us tired sharden body-of-blade exhausted
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