A corner to hide in
No one knows what it’s like to be the bad man, to be the sad man, behind blue eyes…
Szeth-son-son-Vallano (probably)

All righty then. So much for CarCrash. I thought he just needed someone to love him and believe in him, but that was goofy cheesy optimism. That dude needs a bit more help than a nice girlfriend.



Somebody needs to find this girl some venison.

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By Rob! New comics daily at Explosm.net!


By Rob! New comics daily at Explosm.net!

She was not going to ruin a good dress for a pot of drooling, wall-staring, imbecile grass. And that was that.

Rysn, The Way of Kings by Brandon Sanderson, p. 541

(But what’s going to happen to the imbecile grass of Shinovar when the Everstorm hits?)

All right. I think that was the whole Stormlight Archive tag. I think I’m caught up.

What is a woman’s place in this modern world? I rebel against this question, though so many of my peers ask it. The inherent bias in the inquiry seems invisible to so many of them. They consider themselves progressive because they are willing to challenge many of the assumptions of the past.

They ignore the greater assumption, that a ‘place’ for women must be defined and set forth to begin with. Half of the population must somehow be reduced to the role arrived at by a single conversation. No matter how broad that role is, it will be - by nature - a reduction from the infinite variety that is womanhood.

I say that there is no role for women - there is, instead, a role for each woman, and she must make it for herself. For some, it will be the role of a scholar; for others, it will be the role of wife. For others, it will be both. For yet others, it will be neither.

Do not mistake me in assuming I value one woman’s role over another. My point is not to stratify our society - we have done that far too well already - my point is to diversify our discourse.

A woman’s strength should not be in her role, whatever she chooses it to be, but in the power to choose that role.

Jasnah Kholin (via sa-angreal)


“You call me ‘sir.’ The common address is ‘Brightlord.’”
“I will use that term if you command, sir. But ‘sir’ is an appropriate address, even for a lighteyes, if he’s your direct superior.”
“I’m a highprince.”
“Speaking frankly, every man I’ve ever called ‘Brightlord’ has betrayed me. A few men I’ve called ‘sir’ still have my trust to this day. I use one more reverently than the other. Sir.”

I have all the love for this exchange.

Just a suggestion:


If you’re not yet reading Brandon Sanderson’s The Way of Kings then please do so immediately and enrich your lives tenfold. This has been a public service announcement by a concerned friend.

You are welcome.