經(jīng)過
"The artist is a receptacle for emotions that come from all over the place: from the sky, from the earth, from a scrap of paper, from a passing shape, from a spider's web."
The rest of the world quieted into nothing. In that moment, after ten long years, Celaena looked at Chaol and realized she was home.
The fact remains that getting people right is not what living is all about anyway. It's getting them wrong that is living, getting them wrong and wrong and wrong and then, on careful reconsideration, getting them wrong again.
We are all just passing through, and the world is indifferent to our passing.
"Doubt is useful for a while. We must all pass through the garden of Gethsemane. If Christ played with doubt, so must we."
The soul is placed in the body like a rough diamond, and must be polished, or the luster of it will never appear.
"Take calculated risks. That is quite different from being rash."