[Segda Travos]

One of my favorite passages is when Kruppe describes a child imagining a city unexplored, then goes on to chastise the reader about him playing to the reader's emotions. For he truly yearns for that city unexplored.

[redJAKO]

GAh, on my reread of the series I've bookmarked every quote I wish to post on here..sometime.

14 years later..

[Lazar]

Not a quote as such

when Baruk tries to enter the Darujhistan's shadow temple and the bhok'rala answers the door and just looks at him.
that had me laughing for ages, thinking about them looking at each other for a few moments and then it just trying to close the door (dont know if i imagined that little bit :S)
omg so good

[Crix]

mine is :

When the bhokarala come and take Pust's knives and run away screaming and he screams:

"My plans all ruined!!"
"They knew! They knew!!'
"How?? How? HOw?"

I don't think thats how it goes but i think u guys know what i mean. That was soo goddam funny i was laughing so hard!

[Mutzy]

'Oh, measure it all out! Acceptable levels of misery and suffering!' The can swung down, thumped hard on the ground. 'Acceptable? Who the fuck says any level is acceptable? What sort of mind thinks that?'

Karsa grinned, 'Why, a civilized one.'

'Indeed!' Shadowthrone turned to Cotillion. 'And you doubted this one!'

Those are the best lines ever. I was laughing and crying at the same time after this.

[WhiskeyJackDaniels]

Tulas Shorn: My first rule was cut short. I have learned since-
Shadowthrone: Hardly. You died. Whatever you learned you did not learn well enough. Obviously.
Tulas Shorn: You seem certain of that.
Cotillion: He is.
Tulas Shorn: Is it simply megalomania, then, that so afflicts him?
Cotillion: Well yes, but that's besides the point.

The rest of this convo is good too, but lol'd hard at the megalomaniac part

[Bauchelain the Evil]

Yeah well. The entire Tulas Shorne-Shadowthrone convo is full of jems.From:

"Saw his head off, Cotillion. I hate him already."

To:

"Doan and Ganrod were too precipitous. I blame poor training, I blame"

[Mortal Sword of Mael]

'[...] And pass if you please to dear beatific Kruppe, then, that last pastry squatting forlorn and alone on yon pewter plate.'
Cutter blinked. 'Sorry. Pass what?'
'Pastry, dear lad! Sweet pleasures to confound the pious worshippers of suffering! How many lives do each of us have, Kruppe wonders rhetorically, to so constrain this one with desultory disciplines so efficacious that Hood himself must bend over convulsed in laughter? [...]'

A tribute to hedonism. It caught me in the right mood.

[McLeonard]

Pretty much cool to hear this..Thanks for the post..




Regards

McLeonard




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dossier surendettement

[Called-by-the-Voices]

Dunno if this has been posted yet

TtH pg 618 (trade paperback)

"You" hissed the man, his eyes bright and then shifty, and then bright once more.
"None other," said Fisher, with the faintest of sighs.
"Of course not. Another idiot. This city is full of them! "None other" What kind of thing to say is that? If some other, why, I'd not have leaped into his path, would I? Best keep this simple" The head righted itself, spiders adjusting their perches to match. "I bring word from my brilliant not-all-there master." A sudden whisper: "Brilliant, yes, a word used most advisedly; still, use it once and we're done with it for ever." He then raised his voice once more. "When all this is done-"
"Excuse me," cut in Fisher. "When all what is done?"
"This, of course! Foolish Iskaral- keep it simple! Simpler, even! Listen, dear middling bard, when all this is done, eke out the eel- no, wait- er, seek out the eel. Seal? Damn, I had the message memorized and everything! Peek at- eat an eel- seek and peek the bleak earl- perk the veal, deal the prick- oh, Hood's breath! What was it again? And I had the gall to call him brilliant! He should have sent Sordiko Qualm, yes, so I could've followed the glorious rocking ship of her sweet hips-" And he wagged his head side to side, side to side, eyes glazing, "slib-slab, slib-slab, oh!"
"Than you," Fisher said as the man began muttering under his breath, "for, er, the message. I assure you, I understand."
"Of course you do, you're a man, aren't you? Gods, that a simple casual stride could so reduce one to gibbering worship- why, who needs gods and goddesses when we have arses like that?"
"Indeed, who? Now, since you have successfully delivered your message from your master, may I proceed on my way?"
"What? Naturally. Go away. You're a damned distraction, is what you are."

brilliant. hilarious. perfect.

[High Marshal Flit]

Just finished another re-read and couldn't help laughing at what I think is a little tribute to Scooby Doo from SE.

At the very end of the book when ST and Cotillion are talking about what happened with Dragnipur,

'And it would have been mine!' Shadowthrone hissed in a sudden rage. 'If not for that confounded fat man with the greasy lips! Mine!'

I flashed back to the old Saturday morning cartoons,
"And I would have gotten away with it," The old scary guy in handcuffs hisses. "If it wasn't for those meddling kids."

[rywen]

i love all the book and great scenes, but i can´t forget the one, when barathol and antsy need to find healer for chaur, but he´s too heavy for them and then: behold, the ox!
this was just briliant and i really like ox pov

[zenMichael]

Surprised no one has put this bit up yet. I keep reading it to everyone who will listen, including strangers on the street passing by.

"The soul knows no greater anguish than to take a breath that begins with love and ends with grief. But there are other anguishes, many others. They unfold as they will, and to dwell within them is to understand nothing.
"Except, perhaps, this. In love, grief is a promise. As sure as Hood's nod. There will be many gardens, but this last one to visit is so very still Not meant for lovers. Not meant for dreamers. Meant only for a single figure, there in the dark, standing alone.
"Taking a single breath."

/Shudder/ Just ties so much together, I think.

[seamus.the.platypus]

I don't know if this has been mentionend yet but here's one I really love :

"And in the city on all sides, the howling of the Hounds rose in an ear-shattering, soul-flailing crescendo. The Lord of Death had arrived, to walk the streets in the City of Blue Fire."

If that's not epicness, I just don't know what is.