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What people value in their books-and thus what they count as literature-really tells you more about them than it does about the book.

Brent Weeks

Moments of beauty sustain us through hours of ugliness.
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Hours Moments Ugliness
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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Men Thinking Trying
A man’s greatest treasures are his illusions – Durzo Blint
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Greatest Illusion Men Treasure
Delusional people tend to believe in what they’re doing.
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Believe Delusional People
My writing has a lot of surprising twists.
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Surprising Twists Writing
A wet boy has a deader, an assassin has a target, because assassins sometimes miss.
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Boys Missing Target
Love is a madness. Love is Failer – Durzo Blint
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Failer Love Madness
You have to be a little bad to make history.
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Bad History Littles Make
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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Born Matter Mountain
How can one love the light and live in darkness?
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Darkness Light Love One
It had better be. It doesn’t do much when it’s soft.
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Better Much Soft
The God gives simpler problems to lesser men.
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Giving Men Problem
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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Guarantees Magic Sacrifice Something Winning
Why is it, my shadow-striding friend, that we don’t fear dreams? We lose consciousness, lose control, things happen with no apparent logic and abiding by no apparent rules…. We don’t fear dreams, but we do fear madness, and death terrifies us.
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Abiding Dream Shadow
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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Coward Hesitated Passive Poison Would Be
Light cannot be chained.
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Chained Happen Light

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