Fantasy is my genre and my home in the writing world. I consider it the biggest writing room in all literature, where there are literally no boundaries at all.
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Leave the pain behind and let your life be your own again. There is a place where all time is now, and the choices are simple and always your own. Wolves have no kings
Interpretation
Move past your pain to regain control of your life and make your own choices.
This quote encourages individuals to release their past suffering and reclaim ownership of their lives. It emphasizes the importance of living in the present and making choices that reflect one's true self, free from external pressures or constraints, suggesting that true freedom comes from within and that one can shape their own destiny without being ruled by fears or past experiences.
In practice
In a motivational speech about overcoming adversity.
Fantasy is my genre and my home in the writing world. I consider it the biggest writing room in all literature, where there are literally no boundaries at all.
As I apologized to her a flicker of panic raced through me and then faded away. There wasn't enough life left in me to panic. I'd made a mistake and I was dying. Apparently not even a Speck afterlife was available to me. I'd simply stop being. Apparently I hadn't died correctly. Oops.
That is the challenge Companion. To take what has happened to you and learn from it. Nothing is quite so destructive as pity, especially self-pity. No event in life is so terrible that one cannot rise above it.
Start writing sooner. Don't wait for permission. Don't hesitate.
I healed. Not completely. A scar is never the same as good flesh, but it stops the bleeding.
If a man does not die of a wound, then it heals in some fashion, and so it is with loss. From the sharp pain of immediate berevement, both the Prince and I passed into the gray days of numb bewilderment and waiting. So grief has always seemed to me, a time of waiting not for the hurt to pass, but to become accustomed to it.
You don't spend twenty years of your life in the service and not have a warm, nostalgic feeling left in you. It's a small service, and there's a lot of esprit de corps.
How dull it is to pause, to make an end, to rust unburnished, not to shine in use! As though to breathe were life.
None of us can be sure of how long we will live. Because this is so, I think you should try not to think too much about dying but think about all the nice things that make life so precious to us all.
The act of living had been enjoyable; at some point when I was not paying attention, it had turned into a different sort of experience, to whose grimness I had grown so accustomed that I now took it for granted.
Life is easy, life is delightful. It's only hard on your illusions, your ambitions, your greed, your cravings.
Sleep has no place it can call its own.
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