R. Scott Bakker Quote

He struck his own fire, listened to the night wind roar through the trees. Sometimes, when he could see it, he stared at the Conriyan encampment and counted fires like an idiot child. „Always number your foemen, his father had once told him, „by the glitter of their fires. Sometimes he gazed at the stars and wondered if they too were his enemies.

R. Scott Bakker

He struck his own fire, listened to the night wind roar through the trees. Sometimes, when he could see it, he stared at the Conriyan encampment and counted fires like an idiot child. „Always number your foemen, his father had once told him, „by the glitter of their fires. Sometimes he gazed at the stars and wondered if they too were his enemies.

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About R. Scott Bakker

Richard Scott Bakker (born February 2, 1967) is a Canadian fantasy author and frequent lecturer in the South Western Ontario university community. He grew up on a tobacco farm in the Simcoe area. In 1986 he attended the University of Western Ontario to pursue a degree in literature and later an MA in theory and criticism. Since the late 1990s, he has been attempting to elucidate theories of media bubbles and the intellectual alienation of the working class. After all but dissertation in a PhD in philosophy at Vanderbilt University he returned to London, Ontario, where he now lives with his wife and daughter. He spends his time writing split between his fiction and his ongoing philosophic inquiry.