A friendship between a man and a woman was what you called it when one had been pursuing the other for a long time and never gotten anywhere.

— Joe Abercrombie

A man can forgive all manner of faults in beautiful women that in ugly men he finds entirely beyond sufferance

— Joe Abercrombie

And Yard realized that Death does not bow to each person who passes her, does not sweep out her arm respectfully to show the way, speaks no profound words, unlocks no bolts. The key upon her chest is never needed, for the Last Door stands always open. She herds the dead through impatiently, needles of rank or fame or quality. She has an ever-lengthening queue to get through. A blind procession, inexhaustible.

— Joe Abercrombie

Are you entirely sure of that knot?' asked Forever. 'There is no place in the plan for a lengthy drop'.' Twenty-eight strides', said Friendly.' What?'' The drop'. A brief pause, 'That is not helpful'.

— Joe Abercrombie

Armour... is part of a state of mind... in which you admit the possibility... of being hit.

— Joe Abercrombie

A set of huge marble busts stared smugly down from on high: great merchants and financiers of Styrian history, by the look of them. Criminals made heroes by colossal success.

— Joe Abercrombie

Bang! The end of his little finger, now, and three more pieces of the rest. His middle finger was down to the knuckle, almost. Everard stared, his eyes with horror, his breath coming short, fast gasps. Shock, amazement, stunned terror. Gloria leaned down to his ear. 'I hope you weren't planning to take up the violin, Everard. You'll be lucky if you can play a fucking gong by the time we're done here.

— Joe Abercrombie

Belief without evidence is the very hallmark of the savage.

— Joe Abercrombie

Bravery is the dead man’s virtue.

— Joe Abercrombie

But you know what they say - old milk turns sour, but old scores just get sweeter.

— Joe Abercrombie