The duke sounded like he was trying to convince himself. “Have you ever done this before?” “Set up someone by pretending to be someone else? Sure. Pretended to get killed? Not so much.
BRENT WEEKSThe duke sounded like he was trying to convince himself. “Have you ever done this before?” “Set up someone by pretending to be someone else? Sure. Pretended to get killed? Not so much.
More Brent Weeks Quotes
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Will covers a multitude of flaws, just as love covers a multitude of sins.
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How can one love the light and live in darkness?
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Let me make this real simple. You will not break me. The hole will not break me. I will not break. I will not be broken.
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Evil is simple and empty. Evil has no mysterious depths. We stare into a dark hole and fill it with our fears, but it is only a hole.
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Light cannot be chained.
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There’s no guarantee that justice will win out or that a noble sacrifice will make any difference. But when it does, there’s something that still swells my chest. There’s magic in that…. It tells me that’s the way things are supposed to be.
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..because the only kind of love I have to offer is stupid and blind and so deep and powerful that I feel like I’m cracking just to hold it in.
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A few months ago you assassinated a man who called himself a god; now you’re going after a goddess in truth. Unless you can figure out a way to kill continents, after this you’re going to have to retire.
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The God gives simpler problems to lesser men.
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A wet boy has a deader, an assassin has a target, because assassins sometimes miss.
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You might want to think twice before you try to use a man’s conscience against him. It may turn out he doesn’t have one.
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It had better be. It doesn’t do much when it’s soft.
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Love is a madness. Love is Failer – Durzo Blint
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Remember that time you tried to hump the bridge?
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Maybe when you were born on the top of the mountain you could pretend the mountain didn’t matter, but those who climbed it and those born at its base who could never climb at all knew differently.
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