1. "Love is lust made meaningful. Hope is hunger made human."
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R. Scott Bakker, The Warrior Prophet
2. "There was such a difference, he thought, between the beauty that illuminated, and the beauty that was illuminated."
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R. Scott Bakker, The Warrior Prophet
3. "To piss across water is to piss across your reflection"
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R. Scott Bakker, The Warrior Prophet
4. "Consequences lost all purchase when they became mad. And desperation, when pressed beyond anguish, became narcotic."
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R. Scott Bakker, The Warrior Prophet
5. "Men, Kellhus had once told her, were like coins: they had two sides. Where one side of them saw, the other side of them was seen, and though all men were both at once, men could only truly know the side of themselves that saw and the side of others that was seen—they could only truly know the inner half of themselves and the outer half of others. At first Esmenet thought this foolish. Was not the inner half the whole, what was only imperfectly apprehended by others? But Kellhus bid her to think of everything she’d witnessed in others. How many unwitting mistakes? How many flaws of character? Conceits couched in passing remarks. Fears posed as judgements … The shortcomings of men—their limits—were written in the eyes of those who watched them. And this was why everyone seemed so desperate to secure the good opinion of others—why everyone played the mummer. They knew without knowing that what they saw of themselves was only half of who they were. And they were desperate to be whole. The measure of wisdom, Kellhus had said, was found in the distance between these two selves. Only afterward had she thought of Kellhus in these terms. With a kind of surpriseless shock, she realized that not once—not once!—had she glimpsed shortcomings in his words or actions. And this, she understood, was why he seemed limitless, like the ground, which extended from the small circle about her feet to the great circle about the sky. He had become her horizon. For Kellhus, there was no distance between seeing and being seen. He alone was whole. And what was more, he somehow stood from without and saw from within. He made whole …"
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R. Scott Bakker, The Warrior Prophet
6. "For all things there is a toll. We pay in breaths, and our purse is soon empty."
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R. Scott Bakker, The Warrior Prophet
7. "He struck his own fire, listened to the night wind roar through the trees. Sometimes, when he could see it, he stared at the Conriyan encampment and counted fires like an idiot child. „Always number your foemen, his father had once told him, „by the glitter of their fires. Sometimes he gazed at the stars and wondered if they too were his enemies."
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R. Scott Bakker, The Warrior Prophet
8. "Mystery made thing gigantic. Knowledge made small."
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R. Scott Bakker, The Warrior Prophet
9. "When one believed, one´s soul moved. When one didn´t, everything else moved."
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R. Scott Bakker, The Warrior Prophet
10. "Masses of warring men animated the horizon, crashing into stubborn ranks, churning in melee. The air didn’t so much thunder as hiss with the sound of distant battle, like a sea heard through a conch shell, Martemus thought—an angry sea. Winded, he watched the first of Conphas’s assassins stride up behind Prince Kellhus, raise his short-sword … There was an impossible moment—a sharp intake of breath. The Prophet simply turned and caught the descending blade between his thumb and forefinger. No, he said, then swept around, knocking the man to the turf with an unbelievable kick. Somehow the assassin’s sword found its way into his left hand. Still crouched, the Prophet drove it down through the assassin’s throat, nailing him to the turf. A mere heartbeat had passed."
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R. Scott Bakker, The Warrior Prophet