Quotes Tagged With :abercrombie

Memories sharp enough to cut himself on - the smells, the sounds, the feel of the air on his skin, the....

Men are brittle, I reckon. They don't bend into new shapes. They get broken into them. Crushed into them.....

The memories of our glories fade, and rot away into half-arsed anecdotes, thin and unconvincing as some....

Monza never had understood why getting out a tit or two made for a better painting. But painters seemed....

The Inquisitor waited for silence. "Do you believe in anything?""Not if I can help it. Belief alone is....

Bang! The end of his little finger, now, and three more pieces of the rest. His middle finger was down....

The man is a monster. The worst I have ever seen, in fact, since I last looked in the mirror. The truth?....