The Wheel of Osheim Quotes

“Nothing paralyses a man so well as choice.”
― Mark Lawrence, The Wheel of Osheim

“I've never had much use for religion, except when it comes to swearing or begging for mercy.”
― Mark Lawrence, The Wheel of Osheim

“Courtesy costs nothing, which makes it the ideal gift when you’re as cheap as I am.”
― Mark Lawrence, The Wheel of Osheim

“Fuck that!" My turn to drop the scroll-case as though it were hot. "...your stewardness."

"'Highness' is the correct form of address when the steward is of noble birth... if we're being formal, Jalan."

"Fuck that, your highness.”
― Mark Lawrence, The Wheel of Osheim

“I’m a liar and a cheat and a coward, but I will never, ever, rarely let a friend down.”
― Mark Lawrence, The Wheel of Osheim

“A practised liar gets good at noticing the failings of those with less practice.”
― Mark Lawrence, The Wheel of Osheim

“Your dreams are what will tear you apart. Every man is the victim of his own imagination: we all carry the seeds of our own destruction.” He tapped a long finger to his forehead. “It feeds on your fears.”
― Mark Lawrence, The Wheel of Osheim

“Being on a galloping camel bears several resemblances to energetic sex with an enormously strong and very ugly woman.”
― Mark Lawrence, The Wheel of Osheim

“Give him what he wants,” Jorg had said. “Then take what you want. Nobody is more vulnerable than in their moment of victory, and you know that whatever you do this man will never let you go while he lives.” I”
― Mark Lawrence, The Wheel of Osheim

“Interesting,” I said, by which I meant “shut the fuck up.”
― Mark Lawrence, The Wheel of Osheim

“It’s an odd thing to be sad about someone in death that you never really cared for in life and a thing that chooses its own moment to sneak up on you—usually”
― Mark Lawrence, The Wheel of Osheim

“Never drink small if it’s at someone else’s expense.”
― Mark Lawrence, The Wheel of Osheim

“But truly? In my secret heart, Jalan? What drives me is that I will not let that bitch win. She has raised her hand against me and mine. She will die by my own hands. There’s no life everlasting for that one. No new world. This is a war, boy. My war. I am the Red Queen—and I do not lose.” She”
― Mark Lawrence, The Wheel of Osheim

“I warn you, Captain, God crafted these creatures for three things only. Passing wind from the rear end, passing wind from the front end, and spitting. They spit stomach acid so tell your men, and don't let anyone venture into the hold with a naked flame or you may find yourself the master of a marvelous collection of floating splinters. Also, we'll all drown.”
― Mark Lawrence, The Wheel of Osheim

“Steward, it's our place to protect you."

"If I die in your absence Prince Jalan is to be demoted to peasant. There, I should be safe enough now?”
― Mark Lawrence, The Wheel of Osheim

“Pride lets a man be skewered on the point of other people’s expectations.”
― Mark Lawrence, The Wheel of Osheim

“Give them hell.”
― Mark Lawrence, The Wheel of Osheim

“The things that time wants to keep, it buries.”
― Mark Lawrence, The Wheel of Osheim

“I’m an amiable drunk. Given enough time I always reach the point where every man is my brother.”
― Mark Lawrence, The Wheel of Osheim

“A man’s first taste of the poppy gives him something glorious and wonderful, something that he strives to recapture with each return to the resin, but in the end he needs to smoke it just to feel human. Life is the same for many of us—a few scant years of golden youth when everything tastes sweet, every experience new and sharp with meaning. Then a long slow grind to the grave, trying and failing to recapture that feeling you had when you were seventeen and the world rolled out before you.”
― Mark Lawrence, The Wheel of Osheim

“I had dug myself into Hell by not having the bravery to admit my cowardice. I resolved not to get into a similar situation again.”
― Mark Lawrence, The Wheel of Osheim

“Whilst running away is a great strategy, a good coward always takes the unfair advantage.”
― Mark Lawrence, The Wheel of Osheim

“perhaps we hurt for the lost opportunities, for the conversation that would have released all the unspoken words, for the way it should have been. “Where”
― Mark Lawrence, The Wheel of Osheim

“You need to calm down, empty your mind.” “Empty my mind? What the hell are you talking about?” My mind was a bubbling cauldron, I’d never been able to still its voices, even enjoying a goblet of wine out on a balcony after a tumble in the sheets my thoughts would be a seething mass of this and that and maybe and when. “I can’t!” “Then concentrate on something else, some good memory, something peaceful.” “I . . . I can’t think of anything, damn it!”
― Mark Lawrence, The Wheel of Osheim

“And why.” She shook my arm off. “Are you so muddy?” She poked at a particularly filthy part of my Bedouin robe. I didn’t like to tell her it wasn’t mud. Camels are disgusting creatures, a week at sea does nothing to improve them, and I’ve never seen the like before when it comes to projectile shitting.”
― Mark Lawrence, The Wheel of Osheim

“You can always tell the places: better presented than the drinking holes, more conspicuous than gambling dens, and if business is slow then girls will be leaning out of the upstairs windows. Besides, this one had “Hore House” painted in big red letters on a sign running the length of the eaves.”
― Mark Lawrence, The Wheel of Osheim

“We’re all a disappointment to someone.” He swigged again, sinking further back into his cushions. “Best to disappoint your enemies though.”
― Mark Lawrence, The Wheel of Osheim

“So it truly is a whole army, a whole war, just to kill one woman?” “Sometimes that’s what it takes . . .”
― Mark Lawrence, The Wheel of Osheim

“if one wishes to avoid dwelling on unpleasant memories or inconvenient truths is to keep yourself occupied. That fact alone explains much of my youth.”
― Mark Lawrence, The Wheel of Osheim

“You need to calm down, empty your mind.” “Empty my mind? What the hell are you talking about?” My mind was a bubbling cauldron, I’d never been able to still its voices, even enjoying a goblet of wine out on a balcony after a tumble in the sheets my thoughts would be a seething mass of this and that and maybe and when. “I can’t!” “Then concentrate on something else, some good memory, something peaceful.”
― Mark Lawrence, The Wheel of Osheim