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 do this because you live such short lives? Tell yourselves wild tales of what might happen tomorrow, and feel all the feelings of events that will never happen? Perhaps to make up for the pasts you cannot recall,… — 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
