#badalle

[malazanquotes]

Doing nothing was a choice swollen with omnipotence. It was, in fact, godly. And this, she now realized, was the reason why the gods did nothing. Proof of their omniscience. After all, to act was to announce awful limitations, for it revealed that chance acted first, the accidents were just that -- events beyond the will of gods -- and all they could do in answer was to attempt to remedy the consequences, to alter natural ends. To act, then, was an admission of fallibility.

Badalle reflects on religion, Dust of Dreams pg. 563

[dark5light]

Children understood at a very young age that doing nothing was an expression of power. Doing nothing was a choice swollen with omnipotence. It was, in fact, godly. And this, she now realized, was the reason why the gods did nothing. Proof of their omniscience. After all, to act was to announce awful limitations, for it revealed that chance acted first, the accidents were just that – events beyond the will of the gods – and all they could do in answer was to attempt to remedy the consequences, to alter natural ends. To act, then, was an admission of fallibility.

Dust of Dreams by Steven Erikson

[jentruth]

We go round and round and this is the story of the world. Do not flee us. Do not flee this moment, this scene.

Badalle, Steven Erikson's The Crippled God

[jentruth]

You cannot kill us, you cannot kill the memory of us. We remain, to remind you of the future you gave us. We remain, because we are the proof of your crime.

Badalle, Steven Erikson's The Crippled God

[malazansapper]

"She had watched it struggle, she was certain she had. But she could not recall if she had done anything other than watch. Children understood at a very young age that doing nothing was an expression of power. Doing nothing was a choice swollen with omnipotence. It was, in fact, godly. And this, she now realized, was the reason why the gods did nothing. Proof of their omniscience. After all, to act was to announce awful limitations, for it revealed that chance acted first, the accidents were just that - events beyond the will of the gods - and all they could do in answer was to attempt to remedy the consequences, to alter natural ends. To act, then, was an admission of fallibility."

Dust of Dreams by Steven Erikson

[jentruth]

We were young once But now we are ghosts in the dreams Of the living.

Badalle, Steven Erikson's The Crippled God

[malazansapper]

"'So many fallen,' she said to Saddic who remembered everything. 'I could list them. I could make them into a book ten thousand pages long. And people will read it, but only so far as their own private borders, and that's not far. Only a few steps. Only a few steps.' Saddic, who remembered everything, he nodded and he said, 'One long scream of horror, Badalle. Ten thousand pages long. No one will hear it.' 'No,' she agreed. 'No one will hear it.' 'But you will write it anyway, won't you?' 'I am Badalle, and all I have is words.' 'May the world choke on them,' said Saddic, who remembered everything."

Dust of Dreams by Steven Erikson

[jentruth]

I am the voice of the unborn In crystal I see fire and I see smoke

Badalle, Steven Erikson's Dust of Dreams