Golden Son (Red Rising Saga, #2)

by Pierce Brown

All that we have is that shout into the wind—how we live. How we go. And how we stand before we fall.” He leans forward. “So you see, pride is the only thing.”

“It is not right to live so long, I think. My great-granddaughter was born last night. I still have the smell of blood on my fingers.” He holds them out—like tree roots, crooked and calloused from the holding of weapons. They tremble slightly. “These took her from the darkness to the light, from warmth to the cold, and cut the cord themselves. It would be a fine world if that was the last flesh they cut.”

“Hands, I think, were not meant to feel so much.”

I was born to this velocity.

sweet Darrow 😭😭 but this quote is hard