Golden Son (Red Rising Saga, #2)

by Pierce Brown

He was a good man. But good men die. To free them, to protect them, we must be savages. So give me evil. Give me darkness. Make me the bloodydamn devil if we can bring even the faintest ray of light.”

Home isn’t where you’re from, it’s where you find light when all grows dark.’

“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.”