Fall of Light (The Kharkanas Trilogy, #2)

by Steven Erikson

‘The courage of husbands is directly proportionate to the proximity of the wife.’

Pure vengeance was nostalgic. It winged back like the voice of a god into childhood, home to the first betrayals and injustices, the first instances of blind fury and impotence, and it spoke of restitution in chilling tones.

He thought about Dark, and Light, and Creation, and Chaos. They struck him as big things, ideas that men such as Lord Anomander and Caladan Brood would speak of when they thought no one else was listening. He tried to imagine himself talking about such matters, when he was older, when the life he had lived had been set aside and a new life had taken its place.

With the sun a pale white orb high to the southwest and the afternoon on the turn towards dusk, they came within sight of Dracons Keep.

Civilization is an argument between thinkers and doers, just as invention is an argument against nature.’

Commander Toras Redone had been riding beside him in silence since they’d broken camp that morning.