Love is a fine cushion to rest upon, but only hate can make you a better person.

You have to be grateful for the small things, when any minute might be your last.

He is dead and I, the self serving coward that I am, still live. Life is not fair. There is no pattern. People die at random. Something everyone knows, but no one truly believes. They...

The Inquisitor waited for silence. “Do you believe in anything?””Not if I can help it. Belief alone is nothing to be proud of, Inquisitor. Belief without evidence is the very hallmark of the savage.

Me atrevería a decir que un hechicero puede llegar a ser útil y demás, pero, o sea, ,siempre tienen que actuar de una manera tan puñeteramente rara?

So you love war. I used to think you were a decent man. But I see now I was mistaken. You’re a hero.

As a writer, you have to first of all write what you want to. Listen to advice, by all means, but don’t get bogged down in it.

A set of huge marble busts stared smugly down from on high: great merchants and financiers of Styrian history, by the look of them. Criminals made heroes by colossal success.

Have a smile for breakfast, you’ll be shitting joy by lunch.

Death is a bored clerk, with too many orders to fill. There is no reckoning. No profound moment. It creeps up on us from behind, and snatches us away while we shit.

Belief without evidence is the very hallmark of the savage.

It’s hard to be done a favor by a man you hate. It’s hard to hate him so much afterwards. Losing an enemy can be worse than losing a friend, if you’ve had him for...

He looked around at that one room, and the few things in it. He’d always thought retiring would be going back to his life after some nightmare pause. Some stretch of exile in the land...

I think the further away you get from completing a book, the more responses you see to it from readers, the more your own tastes and opinions shift and the more you start to see...

Armour… is part of a state of mind… in which you admit the possibility… of being hit.

Már az elöljárók között is túl sokan vannak, akikben nem lehet megbízni. Manapság nem a király vagy az állam érdekeit tartják szem előtt, csakis a saját boldogulásukat. – Az elöljárók? Hogy nem lehet bennük megbízni?...

A friendship between a man and a woman was what you called it when one had been pursuing the other for a long time and never gotten anywhere.

The gods hate those who plan badly, and help those with good friends, good swords, and good sense.

And Yarvi realized that Death does not bow to each person who passes her, does not sweep out her arm respectfully to show the way, speaks no profound words, unlocks no bolts. The key upon...

Remember, though, that you are the king’s observer, not the king’s champion.

I span the entire geek spectrum.

Are you entirely sure of that knot?’ asked Morveer. ‘There is no place in the plan for a lengthy drop’.’Twenty-eight strides’, said Friendly.’What?”The drop’.A brief pause, ‘That is not helpful’.

Ezt nézd meg! – sziszegte, és kinyitotta a száját, hogy a halálra vált fogoly láthassa a fogait. Vagyis, ami megmaradt belőlük. – Látod? Látod? Ahol kitörték a felső fogakat, ott meghagyták az alsókat, ahol pedig...

Some men you stick to right off. But it’s those that take time to stick that stick longest.

You can always make enemies of your friends,’ said Sumael. ‘Making friends of your enemies is harder labor.

So the fox killer his brother,the wolf.”-Mother Scaer