I remeber asking a wise man, once . . . 'Why do Men fear the dark?' . . . 'Because darkness' he… — R. Scott Bakker Copy Share Image
Any fool can see the limits of seeing, but not even the wisest know the limits of knowing. Thus is ignorance rendered… — R. Scott Bakker Copy Share Image
Something ... made him feel small, not in the way of orphans or beggars or children, but in a good way. In… — R. Scott Bakker Copy Share Image
Everyone thinks they've won the Magical Belief Lottery. Everyone thinks they more or less have a handle on things, that they, as opposed to… — R. Scott Bakker Copy Share Image
I tell you, guilt dwells nowhere but in the eyes of the accuser. This men know even as they deny it, which is why… — R. Scott Bakker Copy Share Image
“When a man possesses the innocence of a child, we call him a fool. When a child possesses the cunning of a man, we… — R. Scott Bakker Copy Share Image
“I am a warrior of ages, Anasurimbor ... ages. I have dipped my nimil in a thousand hearts. I have ridden both against and… — R. Scott Bakker Copy Share Image
“The vulgar think the God by analogy to man and so worship Him in the form of the Gods. The learned think the God… — R. Scott Bakker Copy Share Image
There was such a difference, he thought, between the beauty that illuminated, and the beauty that was illuminated. — R. Scott Bakker Copy Share Image
Complexity begets ambiguity, which yields in all ways to prejudice and avarice. Complication does not so much defeat Men as arm them with fancy. — R. Scott Bakker Copy Share Image
“Sorweel: „Then how can we hope to resist him?“ Harweel: „With our swords and our shields. And when those fail us, with spit and… — R. Scott Bakker Copy Share Image
“He struck his own fire, listened to the night wind roar through the trees. Sometimes, when he could see it, he stared at the… — R. Scott Bakker Copy Share Image
“That hope is little more than the premonition of regret. This is the first lesson of history.” — R. Scott Bakker Copy Share Image
“For all things there is a toll. We pay in breaths, and our purse is soon empty.” — R. Scott Bakker Copy Share Image
