Author of quotes: Joe Abercrombie. Page 1

A lovely piece of bread for the hungry. A lovely roof for the homeless. Fine wine for drunkards. Only those who have nothing to desire, seek the beauty in a piece of stone.

People where willing to believe in the frightening lie than a sad coincidence. Where are willing to believe that the world is full of evil, rather than that he is full of bad luck, selfishness and stupidity.

There is a special kind of idiots choosing the difficult path, simply because it is right.

People can be all kinds of ingrained beliefs about the universe in General, which are extremely inconvenient when you want to apply them to your own life. Few will admit that morality was a hindrance to their benefit. Or even convenience. A person truly in something you believe, despite the associated losses - a rare and dangerous type.

- No, you are not a slave. And yet you were so hot to stand in front of wintertime on your knees!
- When I signed the contract, on my knees we all snarled yarvi.
- So I want to find out - we are on the knees still?

Before he got through, there was gnashing of Nothing:
Abdil Arik Shadakshara! Welcome to my parlor!
- Like you, she lived. - Her voice.
- We are all shallow in comparison with the past, said Nothing. - You were once an Admiral. Then he became the captain. And now...
- Now I'm nothing, just like you.

Ankran held out his hand:
- If you're not yourself, then give me the sword.
Faster than was possible, perfectly smooth the tip grazed his stubbly Entranosa throat.
- Only try to take, and I'll hand it to you pointy end forward, the storekeeper, - grumbled Nothing.

I don't want to in front of me was this old bungler, - Nothing was grinding, after the third time came Ralph on the heel.
I don't like the sword in the hands of a madman looms over my back, snapped over the shoulder Ralph.
And back do you like more?

Because an unexecuted oath is not the same thing that broken...

The man whips the scythe and axe cuts, he said. The man leaned on the oars and tying tight knots. And most importantly - the man carries a shield. A man holding system. A man stands side by side with his soleczniki. Would a man who or on what not capable?
I didn't ask myself polruki, said yarvi, as usual standing on the scorched earth in the battle between shame and rage.
I never asked myself palsana.

- I don't have enough wisdom. He wanted to say "not brave enough", but he didn't have the courage to say it.
Wisdom learn, my Prince.

- I have no family, no hereditary rights.
- Your legacy will be grass, and books, and a quiet word.

To change, people need the help of a good friend, or even better a good enemy.

Ah, the suffering of abandoned lovers! This sense of loss, the anger, the shame! I think you will never recover from the blow. What poet wrote that there is no pain more painful than the pain of a broken heart? Sentimental nonsense. He had to visit the Royal prisons.