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“You think I’m not aware of that? You don’t seem to know me, Fermín.”

“My dear, if God had wished to give me wider hips, I might even have given birth to you: that’s how well I know you. Pay attention to me. Waiting is the rust of the soul.”

“Three heads think better than two, especially if the third one is mine.”

“On the contrary. Fools talk, cowards are silent, wise men listen.”

“The neighbors have doped her with shots of brandy, and when I saw her, she had collapsed onto the sofa and was snoring like a boar and letting off farts that pierced bullet holes through the upholstery.”

These descriptions kill me

“By then I was hopelessly dumbstruck, at the mercy of this creature whose words and charms I had neither means nor desire to resist. I wished that she would never stop speaking, that her voice would wrap itself around me forever, and that her uncle would never return to break the spell of that moment that belonged only to me.”

“The man’s oratory could kill flies midair,” pfff

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Already lapping up this writing quality 😛 give it to meeeee

Gosh dang it Vaelin

This book changed my life in 2017, and I’m feeling the draw to read it again. Can’t recommend it enough.

“It is easy for these men to like these things, harping and song; they have an easy life, scot free, eating the livestock of another— a man whose bones are rotting somewhere now, white in the rain on dark earth where they lie, or tumbling in the groundswell of the sea.

If he returned, if these men ever saw him, faster legs they'd pray for, to a man, and not more wealth in handsome robes or gold.”

Malshash sighed. “Such is the way of weak men,” he muttered. “Daring to believe only in what can be seen, touched, and measured.”

This is exercising my brain

"That makes sense, I suppose. It's something to think on," Caeden conceded eventually, sounding more polite than convinced.
"That's good. But you should think on it, Caeden. It's important, regardless of what conclusion you come to."
"Why?"
"Because it strikes me that a man needs to know what he believes before he can really know who he is."

"Because my faith is in El. It was never in the Augurs or what they were once capable of," explained Nihim. "You can put your trust in something that's obvious, that's measurable or predictable-but that's not faith. Nor is believing in something that gives you no pause for doubt, no reason or desire to question.
Faith is something more than that. By definition, it cannot have proof as its foundation."

Dude how does the author keep all of this information straight in his mind wow

“Don’t be your own worst enemy, Livvy.”

“And what about Dostoevsky? He had been sent to Siberia for his views. At one point, he had even been called before a firing squad, only to receive a last-minute reprieve from the Tsar. How could one expect to craft a novel of grace and significance when one's greatest inconveniences had included the mowing of lawns in spring, the raking of leaves in autumn, and the shoveling of snow in winter?”

"How will you know when you're satisfied?"

The robot cocked its rectangular head at Dex. "How do you know when you're satisfied?"

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