Brent Weeks

"You aren’t making art, you’re making corpses. Dead is dead."

"Its limbs were loose, graceless, lying in an uncomfortable position. Unmoving. Just like any corpse. In life, every man was unique. In death every man was meat."

"It wouldn’t be the first time his sharp tongue had cut his own throat."

"See, you get caught up in the past and you become useless to the present."

"So he wasn’t dead. That was probably supposed to be a good thing."

"Kylar woke two hours before dawn and briefly wondered if death would be too high a price to pay for a full night’s sleep."

"You’re either being terrifically subtle or making no sense at all."

"Like many who have no reason for pride, that very lack of reason for it made me the prouder. But certain realities have a way of making themselves felt, and debt is one of them."