"You seek a false comfort when you demand that I define myself for you with words. Words do not contain or define any person. A heart can, if it is willing. But I fear yours is not. You know more of the whole of me than any other person who breathes, yet you persist in insisting that all of that cannot be me. What would you have me cut off and leave behind? And why must I truncate myself in order to please you?"
— Robin Hobb, Golden Fool (book 2 of the Tawny Man trilogy, part of the Realm of the Elderlings series)
