• There was such a difference, he thought, between the beauty that illuminated, and the beauty that was illuminated

    R. Scott Bakker
  • Consequences lost all purchase when they became mad. And desperation, when pressed beyond anguish, became narcotic

    R. Scott Bakker
  • The world has long ceased to be the author of your anguish

    R. Scott Bakker
  • Something ... made him feel small, not in the way of orphans or beggars or children, but in a good way. In the way of souls

    R. Scott Bakker
  • Hoga Gothyelk no longer felt anger, not truly -- only varieties of sorrow

    R. Scott Bakker
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