Weโre built of contradictions, all of us. Itโs those opposing forces that give us strength, like an arch, each block pressing the next. Give me a man whose parts are all aligned in agreement and Iโll show you madness. We walk a narrow path, insanity to each side. A man without contradictions to balance him will soon veer off.
Mark LawrenceMemory is all we are. Moments and feelings, captured in amber, strung on filaments of reason. Take a manโs memories and you take all of him. Chip away a memory at a time and you destroy him as surely as if you hammered nail after nail through his skull.
Mark LawrenceWhen you're in a dark place, and your light is going to run out before too long, you get on with things. It's a wonder to me how few people apply that same logic to their lives.
Mark LawrenceIโll tell you now. That silence almost beat me. Itโs the silence that scares me. Itโs the blank page on which I can write my own fears. The spirits of the dead have nothing on it. The dead one tried to show me hell, but it was a pale imitation of the horror I can paint on the darkness in a quiet moment.
Mark Lawrence