“the standard Kettral horseshit: the trainers insisted that their charges memorize everything about the empire from the price of wheat in Channary to the length of the Chief Priest’s cock, but when it came to ongoing operations—then you couldn’t buy… — Brian Staveley Copy Share Image
“Men tend to die when you slide steel beneath their skin and wiggle it around. Even priests.” — Brian Staveley Copy Share Image
“This is what we are for, Alin,” the older guardsman said, turning to his companion. Adare had never heard anyone use Birch’s first name.… — Brian Staveley Copy Share Image
“Pain is suffering because we want to be free of it, and pleasure is suffering because we fear to lose it.” — Brian Staveley Copy Share Image
“among a soft folk obsessed with words, choosing the right word is nearly as important as doing the right thing.” The” — Brian Staveley Copy Share Image
“Often there is no good path. That does not mean we should not walk.” — Brian Staveley Copy Share Image
“It’s built into the job. Bakers have flour, fishermen have nets, and leaders have lies.” Adare” — Brian Staveley Copy Share Image
“every son should have a chance to know his father, not as a child knows his protector, but as a man knows another man.” — Brian Staveley Copy Share Image
“Resist faith. Resist trust. Believe only in what you touch with your hands. The rest is error and air.” — Brian Staveley Copy Share Image
“The process is the goal,” Kaden responded innocently, trying not to feel smug. It was about time one of those Shin maxims worked in… — Brian Staveley Copy Share Image
“You squint hard enough, and everything starts to look suspicious.” — Brian Staveley Copy Share Image
“Assume nothing,’” he said. The first chapter of the Tactics. “If we figure everyone might be a murderer, we’re less likely to be disappointed.” — Brian Staveley Copy Share Image
“We all have our hobbies,” Kaden replied. He could have been discussing farming techniques.” — Brian Staveley Copy Share Image
“The ablest swordsman, Hendran wrote, the consummate tactician, the peerless general: All seem invulnerable until luck turns against them. Make no mistake—place a man… — Brian Staveley Copy Share Image
“Triste lay in a heap, her dress hitched up around her thighs, whimpering and shuddering until Gwenna shifted to kick her ungently in the… — Brian Staveley Copy Share Image
