THE HEIR OF NIGHT by Helen Lowe is a richly told tale of strange magic, dark treachery and conflicting loyalties, set in a well realized world. — Robin Hobb Copy Share Image
Do you not see how strange and wonderful that is? That all history balances on an affair of the human heart? — Robin Hobb Copy Share Image
Boredom is vastly underrated. Boredom means that nothing is trying to kill you every day. — Robin Hobb Copy Share Image
“But that is not true for all folk. Some folk are meant to argue with fate. And win.” — Robin Hobb Copy Share Image
“I tried to leave you alone, Fitz. To find what peace you could, even if it excluded me from your life.” Ten years ago,… — Robin Hobb Copy Share Image
“Do you think you're taking Etta out of here?" "Yes," Kennit called over his shoulder up the sairs. "What about all these dead men?"… — Robin Hobb Copy Share Image
“I felt a familiar squeezing in what I thought must be my heart. I had heard of being "heartbroken" or "heavy-hearted" but I had… — Robin Hobb Copy Share Image
“... finally realizing that life was to be lived, rather than hoarded against an unseen tomorrow.” — Robin Hobb Copy Share Image
“Why, I suddenly wondered, had I wasted all those hours I could have spent with her? Why hadn’t I gone with them, to listen… — Robin Hobb Copy Share Image
