Frasi di David Eddings

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“Andar si godeva il silenzio che si stendeva sul mare quando stava per arrivare un nuovo giorno. In quei momenti la superficie gli appariva straordinariamente bella e gli sembrava che il mare trattenesse il respiro, aspettando il sole.”

“La gente vera non parla mica così formale.”

“La vita è molto più gradevole se non si passa tutto il tempo a pensare.”

“La luna si levò sopra la prateria e sembrava succhiare via tutti i colori dal paesaggio circostante; adesso tutto appariva diverso. I cespugli lungo il letto asciutto non erano verdi ma neri e avevano un che di minaccioso.”

“… mentre io ero giù al porto a persuadere l'Albatro che doveva navigare, e non volare.”

“Scoprì immediatamente che, se manovrava le vele nel modo giusto, l'Albatro tagliava le onde come un coltello bene arrotato. Le corde scricchiolavano piacevolmente e la prora affilata sembrava sibilare, mentre puntava dritta a nord.”

“Quindi passeremo direttamente al massacro." - "Che modo abile di esprimersi, Narasan.”

“Le guerre sono belle, ma tendono a interferire con faccende più importanti.”

“La chiesa ha trasformato la corruzione in una forma d'arte basata sulla pura avidità.”

“But if the general opinion of Mankind is optimistic then we're in for a period of extreme popularity for science fiction. If the general opinion is pessimistic, fantasy is going to hold its own.”

“I want a sword not a knitting needle
-Kalen”

“Heroes aren't allowed to be nervous."
"Who made up that rule?"
"It's a known fact…”

“A day in which you learn something isn't a complete loss.”

“Impatience is a poor substitute for a well-considered plan.”

“… it's as empty as a merchant's soul. Sorry, Kheldar, it's just an old expression."
"That's all right, Beldin," Silk forgave him grandly. "These little slips of the tongue are common in the very elderly.”

“Young lady," Silk said urbanely, "I think you'd be amazed at how little Polgara's concerned about who you are."
"Polgara?" Ce'Nedra faltered. "Polgara? I thought you said that she was your sister."
"I lied," Silk confessed. "It's a vice a have.”

“Sparhawk grinned. "If Martel finds out that he's drinking again, he'll reach down his throat and pull his heart out." "Can you actually do that to a man?" "You can if your arm's long enough, and if you know what you're looking for. […]”

“All I knew was that I would die if he sent me away. He shrugged. You can cut a man’s heart out with a shrug, did you know that?”

“You're a cynic," Urgit accused.
Silk shook his head. "No, Your Majesty. I'm a realist.”

“Someday you'll have to show me how you did that," Asharak was saying. "I found the experience interesting. My horse had hysterics, however."
"My apologies to your horse.”

“Whatever happened to him?" Silk asked.
"He went swimming in the Nedrane."
"I didn't know that Thulls swam all that well."
"They don't–particularly not with large rocks tied to their feet.”