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“There weren’t Reds,” Harmony says, and then adds, in an amazingly insincere afterthought, “or Pinks.” “Yes, there were!” “Then their sacrifice will be remembered,” Harmony says solemnly. “Vox clamantis in deserto,” I exclaim.
He always thinks because I’m reading, I’m not doing anything. There is no greater plague to an introvert than the extroverted.
‘Home isn’t where you’re from, it’s where you find light when all grows dark.’
“In a world of killers, it takes more to be kind than to be wicked. But men like you and me, we’re just passing time before death reaches down for us.”
Only, some aren’t fleeing. They are hunting. Something has happened I did not expect. Other family feuds find satisfaction tonight. It felt the same at the Institute when the other students realized it wasn’t a game.
Amazing the power you have when you’re bloody up to the sleeves and none of it is your own.
That is how the young justify obeying their elders—knowing it will one day be their turn.
“You meet a man, you know him. You meet a woman, she knows you.” He
“In another life, you would have been one of my sons, Darrow. I would have found you earlier, before whatever happened that filled you with this rage. 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.
Strange the efforts these people go to in order to make themselves feel part of history and not a piece of the future.
Liars make the best promises.”
“When you offer yourself, you offer your brothers and sisters and people into slavery as well.”
Momentum is everything to a Helldiver, to military endeavors, to life. Keep moving and dare someone to get in your path.
Now there’s the roar. I hate how my body shivers at the idea of glory. There’s something deep in man that hungers for this. But I think it weakness, not strength, to abandon decency for that strange darker spirit.
And I do believe he wants to be a man he thinks I would respect. Just like I want to be a man Eo and Mustang would respect. And that’s the good sort of love.
Seeing him, seeing Dan, does nothing but fill me with a distant strangeness. I wanted them to be terrible, hideous monsters. But they aren’t. They are petty men who ruin lives and don’t even notice.