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

by Joe Abercrombie

Seemed foolish and childish and weak. But that’s what growing up is, maybe. Realising what a fucking arse you’ve been.

‘Ain’t high on my list o’ wants, believe it or not.’ Shivers slid his sword through the clasp at his belt. ‘But once you’ve a task to do, it’s better to do it—’ ‘Than live with the fear of it,’

Wonderful watched Clover as he stretched out and crossed his legs. ‘What are you doing?’ ‘What we should all be doing.’ Clover closed his eyes. ‘Biding my time.’

‘When one man knowingly kills another, they call it murder! When society causes the deaths of thousands, they shrug and call it a fact of life.’

Tunny had been offered the role of sergeant major but flatly refused to consider anything above corporal. Some men are like water. No matter how high they are lifted, they always yearn to return to the appropriate level.

‘I like that boy a lot. Reminds me of me as a young man.’ Clover shook his head. ‘If I’d been an absolute cunt.’ ‘You were an absolute cunt,’