There Is Magic In Sincere Forgiveness -

There Would Be Nothing I Could Do To You That Would Harm You More Than What You're Already Doing To Harm Yourself...you Are Never Going To Amount To Anything. You Will Always Be The Worthless Muck People Scrape From Their Shoes. You Only Get One Life And You Are Wasting Yours. That's A Terrible Shame. I Doubt You Will Ever Know What It Is To Be Truly Happy, To Achieve Anything Of Worth, To Have Genuine Pride In Yourself. You Bring It All On Yourself, And I Could Do No Worse To You.

His Face Set In Grim Determination, Richard Slogged Ahead, His Fingers Reaching Up To Touch The Tooth Under His Shirt. Loneliness, Deeper Than He Had Never Known, Sagged His Shoulders. All His Friends Were Lost To Him. He Knew Now That His Life Was Not His Own. It Belonged To His Duty, To His Task. He Was The Seeker. Nothing More. Nothing Less. Not His Own Man, But A Pawn To Be Used By Others. A Tool, Same As His Sword, To Help Others, That They Might Have The Life He Had Only Glimpsed For A Twinkling. He Was No Different From The Dark Things In The Boundary. A Bringer Of Death.

Only A Fool Walks Into The Future Backwards.

I Thought I Was Going To Die There, Alone. I Thought I Would Never See You Again." He Seemed To Shake Off The Memory And Leaned Back On An Elbow, Gazing At Her With A Lop-sided Smile On His Face. "the Shadrin Left Some Scars That Aren't Healed Yet. But I Would Have To Take Off My Pants To Show Them To You." "really?" Kahlan Gave A Throaty Laugh. "i Think I Better Have A Look... To See If Everything Is All Right.

No Amount Of Telling Is Worth Doing It Once.