“In that last dance of chancesI shall partner you no more.I shall watch another turn youAs you move across the floor.In that last dance of chancesWhen I bid your life goodbyeI will hope she treats you kindly.I will hope you learn to fly.In that last dance of chancesWhen I know you'll not be mineI will let you go with longingAnd the hope that you'll be fine.In that last dance of chancesWe shall know each other's minds.We shall part with our regretsWhen the tie no longer binds.”

“Fitz: Shall we get up tomorrow and go looking for a wild pig?Nighteyes: I didn’t lose any wild pigs, did you?”

“The past is no further away than the last breath you took.”

“History is no more fixed and dead than the future. The past is no further away than the last breath you took.”

“Love isn't just about feeling sure of the other person, knowing what he would give up for you. It's knowing with certainty what you are willing to surrender for his sake. Make no mistake; each partner gives up something. Individual dreams are surrendered for a shared one.”

“He shook his head pityingly. “This, more than anything else, is what I have never understood about your people. You can roll dice, and understand that the whole game may hinge on one turn of a die. You deal out cards, and say that all a man's fortune for the night may turn upon one hand. But a man's whole life, you sniff at, and say, what, this naught of a human, this fisherman, this carpenter, this thief, this cook, why, what can they do in the great wide world? And so you putter and sputter your lives away, like candles burning in a draft.”“Not all men are destined for greatness,” I reminded him.“Are you sure, Fitz? Are you sure? What good is a life lived as if it made no difference at all to the great life of the world? A sadder thing I cannot imagine. Why should not a mother say to herself, if I raise this child aright, if I love and care for her, she shall live a life that brings joy to those about her, and thus I have changed the world? Why should not the farmer that plants a seed say to his neighbor, this seed I plant today will feed someone, and that is how I change the world today?”“This is philosophy, Fool. I have never had time to study such things.”“No, Fitz, this is life. And no one has time not to think of such things. Each creature in the world should consider this thing, every moment of the heart's beating. Otherwise, what is the point of arising each day?”

“saying againif you do not teach me I shall not learnsaying again there is a lasteven of last timeslast times of begginglast times of lovingof knowing not knowing pretendinga last even of last times of sayingif you do not love me I shall not be lovedif I do not love you I shall not love”