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Klytos Blue is a coward who believes lies. If a man believes lies and repeats them, is he a liar? Maybe not, but he has to be stopped.
odds are for defying.”
“When you don’t have power to compel obedience, by definition you’re making a request.
I won’t tolerate those who call good evil and evil good.
Bewildered as he might be, sometimes a man’s highest calling is simply to stand, and hug.
“All the world is armed,” Gavin said. “I’ve got to have my back to half of it.”
“Sarcasm is the sanctum of the stupid. Stop it.
She’d feared Orholam’s judgment, mostly saying that if you kept your head down, you might escape the wrath you deserved.
We are to bring light into the dark corners of our own lives, by being kind and generous, by speaking well of others, by loving extravagantly.
Put on some armor. Just remember what’s armor and what’s you, so when it’s time to take it off, you can.”
“When most people flirt with disaster, it’s a figure of speech,” Gavin said. “Dangerous toys are the best toys. I pray you sleep well, Lord Prism.”
“Kip, the world doesn’t explain itself. You go on.”
“—you’re a lot smarter than you think you are.” Which left him dumbstruck. Ironically enough.
“While there is oppression anywhere, there is freedom nowhere.”
I lie carefully, and only to motivate people toward their own good and the good of the Seven Satrapies.”
“I feel a sudden, intense desire to throw a temper tantrum,”
“That which you would have serve you, you must bend to your will. Even your own body. Perhaps especially your own body, fat one.
Blood is destiny, bastard. Don’t forget it.”
“She who gets in the middle of a pissing match will only get wet.”
“Kip, we dub thee Breaker.”
Instead, I simply have the vague reservation that what I’ve been taught doesn’t align correctly with what I’m experiencing.
Not a leader except when leadership is lacking.
“A man’s got to act without knowing everything, or he’ll never do anything.”
“Just when a man makes a decision that everything he’s believed his whole life is a lie, something comes along tempting him to believe again.
“Just because a man bases his entire life on nonsense doesn’t mean everything he believes is wrong.”
Freedom isn’t the highest good. Power is. For without power, your freedom can be taken.”
“To be a man is to bring together that which you should be and that which you are. Deception is darkness.”
“Evil is simple and empty. Evil has no mysterious depths. We stare into a dark hole and fill it with our fears, but it is only a hole.”
The master who fears the choices his people will make enough to take those choices away isn’t worth serving.
I’m the fucking turtle-bear.
Look to what you love
Heroism is a fine thing, but heroism wasted means you can’t be there to help on the day you can make a difference.”
“Idealists mature badly. If they can’t outgrow their idealism, they become hypocrites or blind.
Odd to see a green on its knees. Its. She’d thought its knees, not his knees. Wasn’t that curious? Another remnant of my childish beliefs, that a person ceases to be a person when he breaks the halo. Our very language has been corrupted to make the murder of drafters palatable.
“Am I the only one who saw him blow up half the ship?” “I saw,” one said. Others nodded, though not all of them. “We saw,” Ironfist said. “Well done, Breaker.” “Well done? It was fucking awesome!” Cruxer said.
“You do this all the time. You’ve been doing this since the war. You save people, without them even knowing. You’ve stopped wars, you’ve sunk pirates, you’ve put down wights, you’ve killed brigand companies single-handed. All without bragging or even asking for thanks. You are He Who Fights Before Us indeed,” Ironfist said. “Promachos.”
“Thank you, Promachos. For all you’ve done that I don’t know. For the prices you’ve paid that I can’t understand. For doing what others couldn’t, or wouldn’t. Thank you.
“I’m not the man you think I am,” he said very quietly. “Are you the man I’ve served these past ten years?” Ironfist asked. “I am.” “Then perhaps, my lord, you’re not the man you think you are.”
Afraid to be a woman alone in an armed camp. Such fear didn’t befit a drafter. Such fear didn’t befit a woman. He wanted to treat her like she was nothing? Hatred coiled in her breast.
Love is not a whim. Love is not a flower that fades with a few fleeting years. Love is a choice wedded to action, my husband, and I chose you, and I will choose you every day for the rest of my life.”
