Consequences lost all purchase when they became mad. And desperation, when pressed beyond anguish, became narcotic. — R. Scott Bakker Anguish Copy Share Image
“Stupid men, Conphas had found, tended to be excessively proud of their few brilliant moments.” — R. Scott Bakker Stupid men Copy Share Image
“I am Cnaiur urs Skiötha, breaker-of-horses-and-men!", "I am Cnaiür urs Skiötha, most violent of all men! I bear your fathers and brothers… — R. Scott Bakker Parenting Copy Share Image
“Like a stern father, war shames men into hating their childhood games.” — R. Scott Bakker Children Copy Share Image
You know nothing of war. War is dark. Black as pitch. It is not a God. It does not laugh or weep.… — R. Scott Bakker Black Copy Share Image
“Vulgar languages, especially when native, stand too close to the press of life. Their meanings are too easily warped by our insights… — R. Scott Bakker Language Copy Share Image
He had despised the sorcerer, thinking him one of those mewling souls who forever groaned beneath burdens of their own manufacture. — R. Scott Bakker Burden Copy Share Image
“All sorcerers had studied alchemy to some extent, and all alchemists, at least those worth their salt, knew how to cook.” — R. Scott Bakker Copy Share Image
“No soul moves alone through the world, Leweth. Our every thought stems from the thoughts of others. Our every word is but… — R. Scott Bakker Spirituality Copy Share Image
To indulge it is to breed it. To punish it is to feed it. Madness knows no bridle but the knife. — R. Scott Bakker Indulge Copy Share Image
“Everything we say to one another, we also say to souls absent. We continually speak to the speech that comes after our… — R. Scott Bakker Communication Copy Share Image
“Screens of tumbling water, breaking the world beyond them into glittering lines and smeared shadows. Kellhus had ceased trying to penetrate them.… — R. Scott Bakker Philosophy Copy Share Image
History. Language. Passion. Custom. All these things determine what men say, think, and do. These are the hidden puppet-strings from which all… — R. Scott Bakker Determine Copy Share Image
“Of course he could see only blackness, such was the treachery of fire, which iluminated small circles by darkening the entire world.” — R. Scott Bakker Small Circle Copy Share Image
“Whore. How many men had embraced her? How many gritty chins against her cheek? Always something to be endured. All of them… — R. Scott Bakker Copy Share Image
Beliefs are the foundation of actions. Those who believed without doubting, he would say, acted without thinking. And those who acted without… — R. Scott Bakker Action Copy Share Image
If the world is a game whose rules are written by the God, and sorcerers are those who cheat and cheat, then… — R. Scott Bakker Cheat Copy Share Image
The world has long ceased to be the author of your anguish. — R. Scott Bakker Anguish Copy Share Image
