A Little Hatred (The Age of Madness, #1)

by Joe Abercrombie

But that’s what growing up is, maybe. Realising what a fucking arse you’ve been.

The sad truth is that pretty people can slide through all kinds of scrapes that’d end very badly for the ugly.

The goal of government, you see,” and the Arch Lector prodded at the air with his bony forefinger, “is to load the unhappiness onto those least able to make you suffer for it.”

“Believe it or not, we all want what’s best. The root o’ the world’s ills is that no one can agree on what it is.”