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“His brain warns him that there are words that cover up the world”

‘ In much wisdom is much sorrow, and in ignorance is much wisdom’

“Grandfather, Omeir thinks, already I have seen things I did not know how to dream.

“The mathematical plague that erases all powers of imagination!”

Far too many of these weapons are still there, biding their time, watched over by flawed and aging mechanisms of control, preserved in steel sarcophagi like the long-dead bodies of the ancient pharaohs, ready and waiting for the life that begins with death.

I’m about to lock in

Submit this mishap to the Annals of Boneheaded Moves.

“ I was giving up. I would have given up- if a voice hasn’t made itself heard in my heart. ‘I will not die. I refuse it. I will make it through this nightmare. I will beat the odds, as great as they are. I have survived so far, miraculously. Now I will turn miracle into routine. The amazing will be seen everyday. I will put in all the hard work necessary.”

“what is the purpose of reason? is it no more than to shine at practicalities- the getting of food, clothing, and shelter? why can’t reason give us greater answers? why can we throw a question further than we can pull in an answer? why such a vast net if there’s so little fish to catch?”

finding the best way to read this book is stop every couple pages and really concentrate on becoming another person through their experiences. no overarching idea here, other than unique lives lived and mistakes made. treated right, this book is just a portal. or a mental exercise in imagination. most fun

the beauty of thomas effing, the blind man who teaches others to see the world. what loveliness that the best tutor is the one who doesn’t specialize in the subject.

Betsy Wyeth sums up the harsh New England syndrome: “If you are tough enough, the the thing you love rot, go right by it every day, be tough enough, spit on it, call it the old woman- this thing that meant more to you than anything in the world, let it rot”

You lack the requisite spine and testicular fortitude to study under me.

Curse this book for instilling the dream of becoming a Master Artificer in a world sans sympathy. So very unsympathetic of Rothfuss

A common lesson from literary street rats. If you want to make it long term, up is always the best direction.

Scorpions that stung him died of the corruption they had touched

Waterside is where people are poor. that makes them beggars, thieves, and whores. Hillside is where people are rich. that makes them solicitors, politicians, and courtesans.

if you are going to impose your will on the world, you must have control over what you believe

a story within a story

In full seriousness, Ben Frank can fucking get it

Features that existed in a space that could not be described, but more effectively used as a metaphor to describe other things - not beauty but the variable elements that defined beauty.

Not so much a dream as a sort of melancholy ferrying him from one side of the night to the other.

‘in short, solitary forms tend to prevail over social insects only in the more remote and transient of living spaces’
current vertebrate status: heart of beetle in the lifestyle of ant

gormless

…and so it begins

modus operandi

Ayurvedic practices

almost terrible the quality of this series. makes you put life on hold

straight up gripped

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