Golden Son (Red Rising Saga, #2)

by Pierce Brown

I would not have raised you to be a great man. There is no peace for great men. I would have had you be a decent one. I would have given you the quiet strength to grow old with the woman you love. Now all I can give you is a chance. Icarus,”

“It’s a cycle. Death begets death begets death.

“Friendships take minutes to make, moments to break, years to repair,”

“The dead can always hear us, my love. Why else do you think we sing? We want them to know that even though they are gone, we can still find joy.” Cradling my niece, she turns to look at me as she takes the first step up the stairs. “That’s all they’d want for us.”