546 Quotes by Mark Lawrence

The stories of our lives don’t behave themselves; they don’t have clear beginnings, and even death isn’t a clear end. We just do what we can, we take what kindness and joy we find along the way, we ride the rapids as best we’re able.

When a game cannot be won, change the game. I read that in the book of Kirk.

Pain can stay the same while you change around it. And, like a thumb of constant size, what it blocks out depends on how close it gets to you. At arm’s length a thumb obscures a small fragment of the day. Held close enough to your eye it can blind you to everything that matters, relegating the world to a periphery.

It didn’t happen for a reason, Alann. These things never do. Hurt spills over into hurt, like water over stones. There’s no foreseeing it, no knowing who it will touch, who will be left standing.

We are memories, strung on storylines – the tales we tell ourselves about ourselves, falling through our lives into tomorrow.

I want her beyond reason. I need to own, consume, worship, devour. What I’ve made of her in my mind cannot live in flesh.

They warned of taints lingering from the Builders’ war, stains from their poisons, or shadows from the Day of a Thousand Suns.

Her blood sang with the violence.

That’s what happens when you stop. Take a rest and the world catches up with you. Lesson in life – keep moving.