“Damn, he was bored. It was a fact, he was only now beginning to realise, that the conversation of the drunk is… — Joe Abercrombie Copy Share Image
A few glasses of wine can be the difference between finding a man a hilarious companion or an insufferable moron — Joe Abercrombie Copy Share Image
“Honour, eh? What the hell is that anyway? Every man thinks it's something different. You can't drink it. You can't fuck it.… — Joe Abercrombie Copy Share Image
“I'm no drunk,” croaked Cosca. “I simply like the taste of wine. So much so that I have to drink some every… — Joe Abercrombie Copy Share Image
“Are you drunk?’ ‘It’s the afternoon, isn’t it? I try always to be drunk by now. Once you start a job you… — 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
“Yarvi: 'If we had known the hardship of it, we might have chosen another.' Shidwala: 'So it is with many choices.' Yarvi: 'All we… — Joe Abercrombie Copy Share Image
Sometimes men change for the better. Sometimes men change for the worse. And often, very often, given time and opportunity . . .’ He… — Joe Abercrombie Copy Share Image
“A bitter ending' said Yarvi. 'Many sweet stories have them', said Jaud.” — Joe Abercrombie Copy Share Image
