Mark Lawrence Quotes - Page 3

It is purity of spirit that will keep corruption from the flesh

Lundist held that a man who can observe is a man apart. Such a man can see opportunities where others see only the obstacles

Take a rest and the world catches up with you. Lesson in life--keep moving.

Four years and everything was the same, except me.

Confusing the author and the character seems to be a popular and rather unsophisticated reaction to books.

You're a Good Little Slave

If the sins of the flesh ever got old I didn't ever want enough years on me to know it.

There is no sound more annoying than the chatter of a child, and none more sad than the silence they leave when they are gone.

It was a defeat, resorting to crude threats in a game of subtlety, but sometimes one must sacrifice a battle to win the war.

All lives are tales. Some spread, and grow in the telling. Others are just told between us and the gods, muttered back and forth behind our days, but those tales grow too and shake us just as fierce.

You can't grow if you're constantly defined by this collection of frozen moments that you keep returning to. And if you can't grow, you're not alive.

Some men are too dull to feel what might happen. Others torture themselves with maybes and populate their dreams with horrors more terrible than their worst enemy could inflict upon them.

She'll never love you better than she loves her own children.

Do you know why the leaves change colour?... Before a tree sheds a leaf it pumps it full of all the poison it can't rid itself of otherwise. That red there--that's a man's skin blotching with burst veins after an assassin spikes his last meal with roto-weed. The poison spreading through him before he dies.

Nature shaped the claw to trap, and the tooth to kill, but the thorn...the thorn's only purpose is to hurt.

Most men have at least one redeeming feature. Finding one for Brother Rike requires a stretch. Is 'big' a redeeming feature?

Questions for questions. You're a man who's spent time at court.

I wanted to go home and if Hell rose up to stop me, it would make me desire it more.

There is something brittle in me that will break before it bends. Perhaps if the [the enemy] had brought a smaller army I might have had the sense to run. But he overdid it.