Sofia

“I spat in the face of death, and death could do nothing but rage in impotence as I worked up another mouthful of phlegm.”
― Nicholas Eames, Kings of the Wyld

“We were giants, once.”
― Nicholas Eames, Bloody Rose

“As soon as I came there, I knew I could sleep. I felt as if I'd been asleep all along, in an evil dream, and now, here, I was truly awake: so I could truly sleep. There was a place he took me to, in among the roots of a huge tree, all soft with the fallen leaves of the tree, and he told me I could lie there. And i did, and I slept. I cannot tell you the sweetness of it.”
― Ursula K. Le Guin, The Other Wind

“These are the tales of Arthur, the Warlord, the King that Never Was, the Enemy of God and, may the living Christ and Bishop Sansum forgive me, the best man I ever knew. How have I wept for Arthur.”
― Bernard Cornwell, The Winter King