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It would be easier with Sevro. Everything violent is.
My apex killer is horny for battle.
Well, here I am, you deviant bitch. Here I bloody am. The motherfucking consequence.
I once thought the greatest sin of war was violence. It isn’t. The greatest sin is it requires good men to become practical.
“Pandora was a fiction written by men to blame the miseries of the world on women. I am not a fiction.
Is a man a coward if he realizes that bravery is just a myth the old tell the young so they line up for the meatgrinder?
I am not here. I am no physical being. Electricity tethered to carbon. I am a pattern.
Only humanity could grasp the stars and then let them slip through its fingers for the pettiness in its heart.
I would pray if I knew any gods were listening.
No god listens. There are only men. And what one does, another may undo. That is my only religion. That of the hand and the lever.
“Howlers never kneel.”
“Hic est Lupus, motherfucker.”
It is easier to find men who will volunteer to die, than to find those who are willing to endure pain with patience. —JULIUS CAESAR
“If Virginia au Augustus gives someone something to read and they do not read it, they don’t deserve the faculty, ma’am.”
Matter, how tiny my share Time, how brief my allotment Fate, how small my roll to play Self, all that can be mastered Then, hand in hand, we ascend. —
Here, good demokracy is a knife fight.
destiny is not given, destiny is taken.”
But ancient Celts didn’t invent spurs because horses are obedient.
as if I am still the aspiring politico he knew twelve years ago. I am not. She had better legs, but far less menace.
‘The Reaper may go through you, but the Goblin stays for seven courses.’ ”
“I hate tea,” a synthesized voice growls from above. “It’s just coffee with piss instead of coffee.”
“Gudkind does love whores,” Freihild says. “He is deft in many things, especially whores.” Gudkind nods. “I do. I am. It is no lie. They are such delight for my spirit.”
“The tragedy of the gifted is the belief they are entitled to greatness, Lysander. As a human, you are entitled only to death.”
He taught me religion is a lever. With a slight force at a clever angle: immense power to shift tides of humanity.
“What I have seen was no trick. Fire and ash will come. And end of worlds. Serpent will strangle wolf. Lion will battle lion. Darkness will battle light. Sister murder brother. Son murder father. Father murder daughter. This is what the fire told me. All I have seen has come true. As others are consumed, Sefi will rise from the ashes to bind the Obsidians, to become one with Red, to found a kingdom watched over by a gray fox. Watched over by you.”
she has a nose you could shelter beneath in a downpour.
“Self-pity is the plebeian’s luxury. All that occurs is either endurable or unendurable. If it is endurable, endure it. If it is unendurable, follow your mother.”
You will be hated and you will hate. You will love and be loved. You will fall and you will rise. Never will you know peace, but you will know joy.
I kept looking for hope in the world. Expecting the world to supply deliverance if I plucked the right chords. Demanding that it supply validation to my labor if I just gave enough effort. But that is not the nature of the world. Its nature is to consume. In time, it will consume us all, and the spheres will spin until they too are consumed when our sun dies.
