Antworten sind wie Opium. Je mehr man bekommt, desto mehr braucht man. Deshalb findet der Weise Trost im Geheimnis.
All men are greater than dead men.
All men are frauds. Some, the wise, fool only others. Others, the foolish, fool only themselves. And a rare few fool both others and themselves—they are the rulers of Men
This is the problem of all great revelations: their significance so often exceeds the frame of our comprehension. We understand only after, always after. Not simply when it is too late, but precisely...
The thoughts of all men arise from the darkness. If you are the movement of your soul, and the cause of that movement precedes you, then how could you ever call your thoughts your own? How could you b...
The Dûnyain, Kellhus said after a time, have surrendered themselves to the Logos, to what you would call reason and intellect. We seek absolute awareness, the self-moving thought. The thoughts of all...
Some say men continually war against circumstances, but I say they perpetually flee. What are the works of men if not a momentary respite, a hiding place soon to be discovered by catastrophe? Life is...
Sleep, when deep enough, is indistinguishable from vigilance.
One might sooner wash shit from shit than cleanse a soul so wicked!
Old women are more reconciled to death than old men. By bringing life to the world, we come to see ourselves as debtors. What's given is taken.
It seemed poison had been poured into wonder’s own decanter.
Intelligent people, Achamian had found, were typically less happy. The reason for this was simple: they were better able to rationalize their delusions. The ability to stomach Truth had little to do w...
Hope is ever the greatest luxury of the helpless, the capacity to suppose knowledge that circumstances denied.
Every woman knows there are only two kinds of men: those who feel and those who pretend. Always remember, my dear, though only the former can be loved, only the latter can be trusted. It is passion th...
Answers are like opium: the more you imbibe, the more you need. Which is why the sober man finds solace in mystery.
And ‘barbarity,’ I fear, is simply a word for unfamiliarity that threatens.
And he now knew with certainty that the world was hollowed of its wonder by knowledge and travel, that when one stripped away the mysteries, its dimensions collapsed rather than bloomed. Of course, th...
A beggar's mistake harms no one but the beggar. A king's mistake, however, harms everyone but the king. Too often, the measure of power lies not in the number who obey your will, but in the number who...
Fot he sin of the idolater is not that he worships stone, but that he worships one stone over others.
You’ve learned the lesson,' Kellhus had said on one of those rare mornings when he shared her breakfast.'What lesson might that be?''That the lessons never end.' He laughed, gingerly sipped his steami...