Nothing makes fools of people quite like a luxurious life, Achamian said, shaking his head and nodding. Ajencis says they confuse decisions made atop pillows for those compelled by stones. When they h...
No soul moves alone through the world, Leweth. Our every thought stems from the thoughts of others. Our every word is but a repetition of world spoken before. Every time we listen, we allow the moveme...
Nigdy nie uważał, że „czyta książki. Język był w tym wypadku równie zdradziecki, jak u hazardzisty, który przechwala się wygraną partią, tak jakby siłą lub determinacją wydarł losowi zwycięstwo, gdy t...
Let us be moved, you and I, by the things themselves. Let us discover each other.
For Nautzera there was no present, only the clamour of a harrowing past and the threat of a corresponding future. For Nautzera, the present had receded to a point, had become the precarious fulcrum wh...
Fools can be trusted precisely because they are fools. Their agendas rarely intersect with your own.
Zsoronga, Sorweel was beginning to realize, possessed the enviable ability to yoke his conviction to his need — to believe, absolutely, whatever his heart required. For Sorweel, belief and want always...
You can count the bruises on your heart easily enough, but numbering sins is a far tricker matter. Men are eternally forgetting for their benefit. They leave it to the World to remeber, and to the Out...
While waiting for the hidden machinery of messengers and secretaries to relay his request, Achamian wandered into an adjoining courtyard, struck by the other immensities that framed his present circum...
Small wonder, Thomas thought, we humans were so jumpy, so arrogant, so defensive. Small wonder the Internet, which was supposed to blow the doors off narrow, parochial views of the world, had simply t...
Set aside your conviction, Moënghus said, for the feeling of certainty is no more a marker of truth than the feeling of will is a marker of freedom. Deceived men always think themselves certain, just...
Power does not make safe. History murders the children of weak rulers.
One cannot raise walls against what has been forgotten.
He looked like a bored boy deciding whether to poke a dead fish.
Faith is the truth of passion. Since no passion is more true than another, faith is the truth of nothing.
You know nothing of war. War is dark. Black as pitch. It is not a God. It does not laugh or weep. It rewards neither skill nor daring. It is not a trial of souls, not the measure of wills. Even less i...
What is practicality but one moment betrayed for the next? —
We make a sad couple, she said, as though making a casual observation. Why would you say that? A sorcerer and a harlot . . . There’s something sad about that. He grasped her hand and kissed the tips o...
We Dûnyain, Cnaiür, are guides and trackers, students of the Logos, the Shortest Way. Of all the world, we alone have awakened from the dread slumber of custom. We alone. He drew Cnaiür’s young hand t...
To resent is to brood in inaction, to pass through life acting in a manner indistinguishable from those who bear no grudges. But hatred hails from a wilder, far more violent tribe. Even when you canno...