296 Quotes by Brent Weeks

When the sands were running out of the glass, delayed justice was as bad as injustice.

That wasn’t snoring,” Cruxer said. “I do not know what it is. We all eat the same food, but this man’s anus... If we could weaponize his farts...

To hold fealty to your own and to call it a high virtue is ludicrous. Even animals protect their own. It is a good, but it is a common good, an easy one. It’s a miser who says he grows rich not for himself, but for his children. His vice is not thus magically made virtue.

I learned that in suffering, we find the true measure of our strength.

Arrogance is a blindness we choose.

You’ll fight. You’ll die. And I’ll miss you.

We know ourselves by how we see ourselves mirrored in others’ eyes. So when a man lies habitually, he distorts the mirror he holds up to the world. In fooling others, he loses himself. Those who praise him? Those who love him? He knows they must simply be fools. He hates himself because there’s a gap between what he is and what he believes himself to be. If the gap grows too large, it becomes a tear, a schism. A man torn asunder lives in madness. So, my friend, do you know who you are?

One can revere what one wishes to emulate. One can’t revere what one wishes to replace.

The young women who’d joined the harvesters had shortened their skirts to make it easier to climb ladders repeatedly. Clearly someone had objected to that. Probably not the young men holding the ladders.