“Life's a queue of small irritations with the Last Door at the end.” — Joe Abercrombie Copy Share Image
People love to see death. It reminds them that however mean, however low, however horrible their lives become… at least they have… — Joe Abercrombie Copy Share Image
“Rulf laid a single arrow beside the body, and Koll reckoned he was struggling to keep back tears. ‘From nothing, to nothing,’… — Joe Abercrombie Copy Share Image
“Poison? A slow death twitching and puking on the Arch Lector’s lovely mosaic floor? Or just pitching onto my face on his… — Joe Abercrombie Copy Share Image
“I am made of death. I am the Great Leveller. I am the storm in the High Places.” The Bloody-Nine’s voice, but… — Joe Abercrombie Copy Share Image
“If you have a plan," hissed Sumael from the corner of her mouth, "now would be the time." "I have a plan,"… — Joe Abercrombie Copy Share Image
“Death is a bored clerk, with too many orders to fill. There is no reckoning. No profound moment. It creeps up on… — Joe Abercrombie Copy Share Image
“He is dead and I, the self serving coward that I am, still live. Life is not fair. There is no pattern.… — Joe Abercrombie Copy Share Image
“And Yarvi realized that Death does not bow to each person who passes her, does not sweep out her arm respectfully to… — Joe Abercrombie Copy Share Image
“I never saw a man killed before.’ ‘You’re lucky.’ ‘You’ve seen a lot of death, then?’ Logen winced. In his youth, he… — Joe Abercrombie Copy Share Image
“She shrugged. “I fell. I’m a clumsy fool.” “I know how you feel. I’m such a fool I knocked half my teeth out and… — Joe Abercrombie Copy Share Image
Things aren't what they used to be' is the rallying cry of small minds. When men say things used to be better, they invariably… — Joe Abercrombie Copy Share Image
“Mercy and weakness are the same thing in war, and there's no prize for nice behavior.” — Joe Abercrombie Copy Share Image
“The lowly have small ambitions, and are satisfied with small indulgences. They need not get fair treatment. They need only think that they do... ” — Joe Abercrombie Copy Share Image
“What do the dice say?" Dice say nothing. They are dice." Why roll'em, then?" They are dice. What else would I do with them?” — Joe Abercrombie Copy Share Image
“That was the difference between a hero and a villain, a soldier and a murderer, a victory and a crime. Which side of a… — Joe Abercrombie Copy Share Image
“Nostalgia was becoming a favoured hobby of his. Strange, how the best moments of our lives we scarcely notice except in looking back.” — Joe Abercrombie Copy Share Image
“The only difference between war and murder is the number of dead.” — Joe Abercrombie Copy Share Image
Names turned over by time, like the plough turning the soil. Bringing up the new while the old were buried in the mud. — Joe Abercrombie Copy Share Image
“Knives,’ muttered Calder, ‘and threats, and bribes, and war?’ Bayaz’ eyes shone with the lamplight. ‘Yes?’ ‘What kind of a fucking wizard are you?’… — Joe Abercrombie Copy Share Image
“Straining and straining, getting nowhere, but unable to stop pushing in case the rock should fall and crush him. Meanwhile, arrogant bastards who were… — Joe Abercrombie Copy Share Image
