Quotes by Brent Weeks

“I'm not dreaming this, am I?" he asked.Dehvi lifted an eyebrow. "There's only one way to know for sure," he said.What's that?"Go piss in the woods. If you feel wet and warm afterward, wake up.”

“Do you know what punishments I've endured for my crimes, my sins? None. I am proof of the absurdity of men's most treasured abstractions. A just universe wouldn't tolerate my existence.”

“Hope is the great deceiver. Hope is the piper who leads us sleepy to our slaughter.”

“The truth is, everyone likes to look down on someone. If your favorites are all avant-garde writers who throw in Sanskrit and German, you can look down on everyone. If your favorites are all Oprah ...”

“The perfect killer has no friends. Only targets.”

“The perfect killer has no conscience.”

“The perfect killer has no identity.”

“Words were another sword for the man who wielded them well.”

“Assassination is an art, milord. And I am the city's most accomplished artist.”

“Relationships are ropes. Love is a noose. - Durzo Blint”

“A mans greatest treasures are his illusions - Durzo Blint”

“Your Majesty, Durzo said gravely. A man of your statures cursing vocabulary ought to extend beyond a tedious reiteration of the excreta that fills the void between his ears. - Durzo Blint”

“Assassination is an art, milord, and I am the citys most accomplished artist - Durzo Blint”

“Love is a madness. Love is Failer - Durzo Blint”

“I'm afraid we were so eager to avoid war, we've made it all but certain.”

“Why is it, my shadow-striding friend, that we don't fear dreams? We lose consciousness, lose control, things happen with no apparent logic and abiding by no apparent rules.... We don't fear dreams,...”

“This world has only two kinds of people: villains and smiling villains.”

“I think of rounds of editing as hammer time. Then, when they interrupt my writing, I can say... *shakes head* Nah, I just can't do it. Although when I come across a brilliant line, I do think, Can'...”

“Moments of beauty sustain us through hours of ugliness.”

“...Many shadows hide behind light, and the best lies are those seasoned liberally with truth: salt covering the flavor of rotten meat.”