A partial list of Lightbringer quotes I'm mildly obsessed with.
It was the kind of beauty that made you shit your pants.
It was one thing to die, it was another to let some giggling morons murder you.
[He] was so mortified, he decided to just die and get it over with.
"Wait, this wasn't the thresher?" "Do you feel THRESHED?"
"I was a bad child. Fortunately, I've come a long way since then. Now I'm a bad man."
"The philosopher said that a man alone is either a god, or a monster. I'm no god." / "Well then, maybe the times call for a monster."
"He will serve the purpose for which he was made, or break in pursuit of it, just like the rest of us."
"Death by cock sounds so romantic, don't you think?"
"Are you a man, or a god?" / "I'm busy."
She turned her eyes on him, and his heart flipped over and convulsed, tried to crawl off the squeaky clean floor to the stairs, its palpitations making it hop like a deranged bunny; the worst escape attempt in history.
[She] was so smart that it was a miracle she could get dressed in the morning.
"Pacifism is a virtue indistinguishable from cowardice."
The man loved language like a wife-beater loves his wife.
"You got potential, and you know potential means? Ain't done nothing yet!"
He knew what to do, but knowing what to do here was like knowing that all you had to do to climb a mountain is to walk.
[He] felt an odd purity, the serenity of saints and ascetics and the batshit insane.
"You thought castrating a man would stop his quest for vengeance?"
She mopped her face with a cloth and then slapped powder on quickly, fought with her hair for half a minute, and decided history belongs to those who show up.
"Your father picked your brother, but [God] picked you, does that tell you nothing?"
"A little madness keeps you from going crazy."
If one is going to be a fraud, one ought to do it well.
It seemed both an impossible achievement and pathetic at the same time.
"[God] walks men through fires every day, I believe that. But before you walk through fire, make certain it's one he's asked you to walk through."
"I think I owe my aunt an apology," the boy said, very much alive. He spread one of the cut gaps in his tunic, showing a coat of the finest mesh steel beneath it. "She gave me this for my birthday. I asked for a race horse. I complained."
Good old Kip, ready to bash down doors that were unlocked.
"Fortune favors the bold, but don't be bold with me again."
As always, he was dressed carefully, looked wrinkled as an old apple, and had a demeanor as pleasant as a night of diarrhea.
"But sailors and a straight told tale have but passing acquaintance."
"You're sixteen!" / "Seventeen in a few months." Ten. Ten months.
"See? I have a gift!" / "A few." / "No, just the one!" / "Pray tell." / "I'm fat!"
"Of course, I don't believe in dice."
He'd die for these ingrates. Not happily, but he would.
If only she had an orator's voice that could be heard over fifty thousand murmuring souls, but most orators couldn't pull off this dress either.
Maybe she was smarter than he thought. What a terrible thing to think about your future wife.
"Dying is a task I can do alone."
"Next time I ask if you're sure, lie."
We are the stories we tell about ourselves, but when those stories are lies, we are the most surprised of all.
This wasn't shit creek. This wasn't no paddle. This was shit ocean. This was "I can't even see land."
Woman, you are the reason some smart ugly guy invented language, simply so he could have some chance against better looking men to woo you.
"You find threats of me tearing [your penis] off arousing?" / "Not when you put it like that."
"War is hell, but hell is where my friends are."
"Shorter sleeves, next time." / "He said, if you asked for shorter sleeves, to look for another tailor, because he will be jumping off each of the seven towers until one of them finally agrees to release him from this hell you've confined him in."
Say this about executing a man, it does rather overshadow one's fear of public speaking.
[She] looked at [him] as if he was a rock trout who had just beached himself and started lecturing her on eudaimonic theology.
Of all the improbable situations [he] had found himself in during his short life: killing a king, killing a god, actually having friends, being able to jog more than a few steps without collapsing and dying of equally lethal doses of heart attack and embarrassment,
Only I would try to do surgery with a battle-axe. Only I would almost succeed.
"You fucking going to help me stow this fucking thing you beaver shite eater?" / "Man can't appreciate a sunrise for two fucking heartbeats? You and your dysentery gums fouling a liminal moment." / "It will be a subliminal moment if you don't start helping, because I'm gonna knock you the fuck out!"
"Are you mocking me, my lord?" / "Actually, I was using this tricky rhetorical device we learned in the hinterlands [...] where I was born. We call it a 'compliment.'"
He examined the ropes behind her back in no apparent hurry to save her fucking life, thank you very much.
"History will judge me for giving birth to a monster, but at least I have the decency to hate him."
"You are not a messenger, you are a hallucination!" / "A hallucination that tells you things you don't know and kicks your ass?" / "Hey, you didn't kick my ass!" / "You just don't want to admit you lost a fight to an eight year old boy!"
"You climbed all this way to confront God himself, and at his doorstep you're just gonna kill yourself? Really?"
"Remind me the next time you louse something up that you aren't half as bad as your brother." / "He's only my half brother, so there you have it."
"Dead winners and dead losers have only one thing in common. Unfortunately, it's the most important thing."
"Huh, where did you pick up that keen understanding of what a super arrogant guy will do?" / "Win, shut it." / "Yes sir, sorry sir. Dying makes me grumpy, sir."
Please, let this not be 'out of the frying pan, into another frying pan closer to the fire.'
"I want you to know something. In all my years of working with spies and murderers, and traitors and scum, I've never met a man who deserved betrayal more."
"You know, for the longest time, I used to think you were an asshole." / "Oh yeah? And now?" / "Oh I still do, I just used to, too.
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