Mar 14, 2020
"My belief, of late, is that the young must be forgiven a great deal as they try to make their way into and through the world."
Danio Cerra, Guy Gavriel Kay, “A Brightness Long Ago”
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"My belief, of late, is that the young must be forgiven a great deal as they try to make their way into and through the world."
Danio Cerra, Guy Gavriel Kay, “A Brightness Long Ago”
"We are always the person we were, and we grow into someone very different, if we live long enough. Both things are true."
Guy Gavriel Kay, “A Brightness Long Ago”
“Are you afraid of life?” he asked. His voice was quiet. “Of opening a door your hand is on?”
Teobaldo Monticola de Remigio, Guy Gavriel Kay, “A Brightness Long Ago”
"We like to believe, or pretend, we know what we are doing in our lives. It can be a lie. Winds blow, waves carry us, rain drenches a man caught in the open at night, lightning shatters the sky and sometimes his heart, thunder crashes into him bringing the awareness he will die. We stand up, as best we can under that. We move forward as best we can, hoping for light, kindness, mercy, for ourselves and those we love. Sometimes these things come, sometimes they do not."
Guy Gavriel Kay, “A Brightness Long Ago”
"She did not live her life to be a memory for me, or anyone, but she is. Some people mark you as they go by."
Guy Gavriel Kay, “A Brightness Long Ago”
"Holding great power can cause people, men and women both, to behave in ways most of us would never consider. I thought that then; I haven’t changed my views."
Danio Cerra, Guy Gavriel Kay, “A Brightness Long Ago”
"Someone is deciding what to tell us. What to add, what not to share at all, or when (and how) to reveal a thing. We know this, even as we picture in our minds another young man, a tailor’s son from Seressa, remembering a spring ride, how he used to like to sing . . . We want to sink into the tale, leave our own lives behind, find lives to encounter, even to enter for a time. We can resist being reminded of the artificer, the craft. We want to be immersed, lost, not remember what it is we are doing, having done to us, as we turn pages, look at a painting, hear a song, watch a dance. Still, that is what is being done to us. It is. Even so . . . we do turn the page, and can be lost again. And in that deep engagement we may find ourselves, or be changed, because the stories we are told become so much of what we are, how we understand our own days."
Guy Gavriel Kay, “A Brightness Long Ago”
"Don’t we all know that stories can be sparks leaping from the bonfire of an offered tale to become their own fire, if they land on the right ground, if kindling is there and a light breeze but not a hard wind?"
Guy Gavriel Kay, “A Brightness Long Ago”