How can one love the light and live in darkness?
BRENT WEEKSIf I tell you a secret can you keep it quiet? “Well, I can. I’m not so sure about Doll Girl.
More Brent Weeks Quotes
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You have to be a little bad to make history.
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Dad, one of my first memories is of sharing my worry with you about the space shuttle poking holes in the atmosphere and letting out all of Earth’s air.
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Delusional people tend to believe in what they’re doing.
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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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The truth was, Azoth hated Azoth. Azoth was a coward, passive, weak, afraid, disloyal. Azoth had hesitated. Master Blint didn’t know it, but the poisons on the needle had killed Azoth. He was Kylar now, and Kylar would be everything Azoth hadn’t dared to be.
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Love is a madness. Love is Failer – Durzo Blint
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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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You’ll come with us,” she said. “Sure,” Gavin said. “It wasn’t a request.” “Yes it was,” Gavin said. “When you don’t have power to compel obedience, by definition you’re making a request.
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A wet boy has a deader, an assassin has a target, because assassins sometimes miss.
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When you don’t know what to do, do what’s right and do what’s in front of you. But not necessarily what’s right in front of you.
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Dying well is easy,it only takes a moment of courage. It’s living well that I couldn’t do. What’s death compared to that.
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My writing has a lot of surprising twists.
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If you looked busy, you could get away with almost anything.
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Just because it’s a dream doesn’t mean it’s a lie.
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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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