Occupation: Author Birth: February 2, 1967
Beliefs are the foundation of actions. Those who believed without doubting, he would say, acted without thinking. And those who acted without thinkin….
To be a student required a peculiar kind of capitulation, a willingness not simply to do as one is told, but to surrendor the movements of one's soul….
A beggar's mistake harms no one but the beggar. A king's mistake, however, harms everyone but the king. Too often, the measure of power lies not in t….
The world is a big place and our brain is only three pounds..
Where no paths exist, a man strays only when he misses his destination. There is no crime, no transgression, no sin save foolishness or incompetence,….
I wanted a literate, socially intricate, and cosmopolitan world - something I could have fun destroying..
You know nothing of war. War is dark. Black as pitch. It is not a God. It does not laugh or weep. It rewards neither skill nor daring. It is not a tr….
Doubt begets understanding, and understanding begets compassion. Verily, it is conviction that kills..
Complexity begets ambiguity, which yields in all ways to prejudice and avarice. Complication does not so much defeat Men as arm them with fancy..
Though all men be equally frail before the world, the differences between them are terrifying..
It is only after that we understand what has come before, then we understand nothing. Thus we shall define the soul as follows: that which precedes e….
Saying 'I could have done more,' Zin, is what marks a man as a man and not a God..
Achamian tossed his hands skyward in dismay. “Foolish boy! How many faiths are there? How many competing beliefs? And you would murder another on the….
Exhaustion has a way of parting the veils between men, not so much because the effort of censoring their words exceeds them, but because weariness is….
To indulge it is to breed it. To punish it is to feed it. Madness knows no bridle but the knife..
If soot stains your tunic, dye it black. This is vengeance..
There’s faith that knows itself as faith, Proyas, and there’s faith that confuses itself for knowledge. The first embraces uncertainty, acknowledges ….
Consequences lost all purchase when they became mad. And desperation, when pressed beyond anguish, became narcotic..
The world has long ceased to be the author of your anguish..
What if the choice isn’t between certainties, between this faith and that, but between faith and doubt? Between renouncing the mystery and embracing ….
Any fool can see the limits of seeing, but not even the wisest know the limits of knowing. Thus is ignorance rendered invisible, and are all Men made….