Blackwing (Raven's Mark, #1)
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Just because the wolf pack fears your sling doesn’t mean you stop carrying stones.
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First time you lose a friend, feels like you’ll never be the same again. Lose enough of them, you realise that you aren’t the same, but you’ve forgotten how to be whatever it was you were before.
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none of us stay pretty for ever. Some of us don’t even start that way.
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‘When you realise the mountain you’ve been climbing is just a heap of shit, the fall doesn’t feel so far.’
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They saw me. I looked at them. A mutual feeling that we were not friends asserted itself.
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Speed, training and a policy of relentless savagery are what make a man dangerous.
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Some men will tell you the rapier has all the advantages, but then men say many stupid things and I’ve killed a lot of them for their mistakes.
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Real power shows itself through the disregard one has for those that defy it.
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‘People are sheep,’ I said. ‘They do as you tell them. They believe what they want to, or whatever frightens them the most. If they don’t like it, they reject it or they ignore it. It’s natural. Can’t blame them for it. Can’t tell them they’re stupid either. They don’t understand that they’re sheep. How could they? The sheep don’t realise the shepherd is smarter than they are.’
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My past was like a cruel grandmother: nasty, lacking in wisdom and better off buried.
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‘We have walls, guns, blades and brandy,’ I said, turning my voice hard. ‘And fuck me but those are good ingredients to whip up a fight.’
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The heart is black, the heart is cold, only a child could be so bold. The heart is dark, the night comes soon.’ ‘Only a child can reach the moon,’
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The great mistake of man is to believe that other men can live up to the ideals that we set them.
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Some men are born to charm ladies and spread their irresponsible seed across the land. Some exist to create the great works of art that inspire dreams and drive creativity for generations. Others are born to till the fields, put bread on the table, and raise their sons to till the fields, put bread on the table, raise sons of their own. I was born to end lives.