Kendeth Quotes & Sayings
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that simply teaching doctrine or preaching on a matter does not equate to actual ministry. Further engagement is required. — Mark A. Yarhouse

He killed the king's champion, the Captain of the Guard, Sir Galen. That's who Sareth's sister was in mourning for."
"You're going to tell me it wasn't by poisoning his mead?"
"Single combat."
"We're leaving." I called it from the corridor. — Mark Lawrence

I've never had much use for religion, except when it comes to swearing or begging for mercy. — Mark Lawrence

Strength doesn't necessarily come from resisting fear, weakness, or any other feeling and overcoming it. Strength comes from looking at those things straight on
and accepting them as they really are. — Kat Von D.

The limits of variation are really much wider than any one would imagine from the sameness of women's coiffure and the favourite love-stories in prose and verse. Here and there a cygnet is reared uneasily among the ducklings in the brown pond, and never finds the living stream in fellowship with its own oary-footed kind. Here and there is born a Saint Theresa, foundress of nothing, whose loving heart-beats and sobs after an unattained goodness tremble off and are dispersed among hindrances, instead of centering in some long-recognisable deed. — George Eliot

It's true that my foe outnumbered me, but I am the hero of Aral Pass, after all, and sometimes when Prince Jalan Kendeth is roused to anger it's best to flee, whatever your number. If you're eight. — Mark Lawrence

Tuttugu buried his fingers in the ginger bush of his beard and scratched furiously, muttering something.
"What?" I asked.
"Brothel rash," he said.
"Whore pox?" That at least made me smile. "Ha!"
"Snorri said - "
"I ain't laying on hands down there! I'm a prince of Red March, for God's sake! Not some travelling apothecary-cum-faith-healer! — Mark Lawrence

If anyone had asked me what existence was, I would have answered, in good faith, that it was nothing, simply an empty form which was added to external things without changing anything in their nature. And then all of a sudden, there it was, clear as day: existence had suddenly unveiled itself. It had lost the harmless look of an abstract category: it was the very paste of things, this root was kneaded into existence. Or rather the root, the park gates, the bench, the sparse grass, all that had vanished: the diversity of things, their individuality, were only an appearance, a veneer. This veneer had melted, leaving soft, monstrous masses, all in disorder - naked, in a frightful, obscene nakedness. — Jean-Paul Sartre

Good reasons must of force give place to better. — William Shakespeare

Aesthetic freedom is like free speech; it is, indeed, a form of free speech. — George Edward Woodberry