“On the heights, the paths are paved with daggers.”
Robert Jordan The Path of Daggers
Seanchan saying
(15 September 1992)
Source: The Path of Daggers
“On the heights, the paths are paved with daggers.”
Robert Jordan The Path of Daggers
Seanchan saying
(15 September 1992)
Source: The Path of Daggers
“Though it rain daggers with their points downward.”
Robert Burton book The Anatomy of Melancholy
Section 2, member 3.
The Anatomy of Melancholy (1621), Part III
“No charm is proof against a dagger in the back.”
Tad Williams (1957) novelist
Source: Memory, Sorrow, and Thorn, The Dragonbone Chair (1988), Chapter 40, “The Green Tent” (p. 677).
“Consciousness is much more than the thorn, it is the dagger in the flesh.”
Emil M. Cioran book The Trouble With Being Born
The Trouble With Being Born (1973)
“Talent is useful, but always keep your dagger sharp.”
Jayne Ann Krentz (1948) American novelist
Source: Quicksilver
“My poems are like a dagger
Sprouting flowers from the hilt;”
José Martí (1853–1895) Poet, writer, Cuban nationalist leader
Source: Simple Verses (1891), V
Context: My poems are like a dagger
Sprouting flowers from the hilt;
My poetry is like a fountain
Sprinkling streams of coral water.
“The pistol and dagger may as easily be made the auxiliaries of vice, as of virtue.”
William Godwin (1756–1836) English journalist, political philosopher and novelist
Book IV, "Of Tyrannicide"
Enquiry Concerning Political Justice (1793)
Grace Paley (1922–2007) American writer and activist
"Listening"
Context: What is this crap, Mother, this life is short and terrible. What is this metaphysical shit, what is this disease you intelligentsia are always talking about.
First we said: Intelligentsia! Us? Oh, the way words lie down under decades, then the Union of Restless Diggers out of sheer insomnia pulls them up: daggers for the young but to us they look like flowers of nostalgia that grew in our mother’s foreign garden. What did my mother say? Darling, you should have come to Town Hall last night, the whole intelligentsia was there. My uncle, strictly: the intelligentsia will never permit it.!
“Have always been at daggers-drawing,
And one another clapper-clawing.”
Samuel Butler (poet) (1612–1680) poet and satirist
Canto II, line 79
Source: Hudibras, Part II (1664)