The Black Prism (Lightbringer, #1)

by Brent Weeks

Another wolf answered, farther out. A haunting sound, the very voice of the wilderness. You couldn’t help but freeze when you heard it. It was the kind of beauty that made you shit your pants.

Is it better that the guilty should perish, or that the innocent should live?

“When you don’t know what to do, do what’s right and do what’s in front of you. But not necessarily what’s right in front of you.”

You might want to think twice before you try to use a man’s conscience against him. It may turn out he doesn’t have one.”

“At some point, you have to decide not merely what you’re going to believe, but how you’re going to believe. Are you going to believe in people, or in ideas, or in Orholam? With your heart, or with your head? Will you believe what’s in front of you, or in what you think you know? There are some things you think you know that are lies. I can’t tell you what those are, and I’m sorry for that.”

“The Philosopher said that a man alone is either a god or a monster,” Gavin said. “I’m no god.”