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@loveisanoose
… if reality is hard and flat and unjust, then it’s better to adjust to what really is than to complain that it isn’t what you wish. That was what made me lose faith… But having lost it, soon I doubted my lack of faith. There were niggling hints of meaning everywhere.
Brent Weeks
A woman is the mystery you’ll never stop investigating
Gavin Guile (Black Prism)
“All my friends are going to die,”
Pricia, Beyond The Shadows (via montblanchatt)
[Our lives started out in the same shit hole, Elene, but somehow you’ve turned into you, and I’ve turned into this. I don’t like what I’ve done. I don’t like who I’ve become. You don’t deserve a fairy tale? I don’t deserve another chance, but I’m asking you for one. you’re afraid that love is too...
When writing fantasy, it’s best to keep the eye-rolling to a minimum. Well, unless that’s part of your magic system.
Brent Weeks (via lielabell)
“Thank you Rockstar Energy Drink. Those years you took off my life were probably the bad ones anyway.”
“The Black Prism” by Brent Weeks, page 628 (acknowledgements)
Sometimes the only way out of the hole, isn’t climbing.
Brent Weeks (via fluffiepenguin)
“Your purpose in life isn’t your happiness. We’re part of a much bigger story. Everyone is. If your part is unsung, does that make it worthless?”
Dorian Ursuul, The Way of Shadows
(via kitedrachen)
“Careful with that sharp tongue, girl. You may cut your own throat.”
“The Black Prism” by Brent Weeks, page 255 (via roundraven)
“…It endures, probably, because men are fascinated with breasts, and men are fascinated with women who don’t have to take their shit, and because women are fascinated with women who don’t have to take men’s shit.”
The Blinding Knife, Brent Weeks (via vynofonyx)
Threats so often withered when you pulled them out into the light, naked.
“The Black Prism” by Brent Weeks, page 99 (via roundraven)
“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 (via shogo—makishima)
Great stories don’t change minds, they change hearts.
Brent Weeks, Foreword - Epic: Legends of Fantasy (via aneclecticmess)
All fiction is lies, varying only in scope and audacity. Epic fantasy is lies turned up to eleven.
Brent Weeks, Foreword - Epic: Legends of Fantasy (via aneclecticmess)
Durzo’s heart had just leapt out that goddamn window.
Brent Weeks, “The Way of Shadows” (via nightangelscreed)
Ch’torathi sigwye h’e banath so sikamon to vathari. Vennadosh chi tomethigara. Horgathal mu tolethara. Veni, soli, fali, deachi. Vol lessara dei.
Durzo Blint, The Night Angel Trilogy
“What was that?” Kylar asked.
“That was my blessing.” Durzo smirked, acknowledging he was a bastard for blessing Kylar in a language he didn’t understand.
Azoth is an old word for quicksilver. Random, formless, unpredictable, literally mercurial.
You, Nameless, can be anyone and thus are no one. You’re smoke, a shadow that melts away in the light of day. Kagé they call you.
The Night Angel Trilogy
