Broken Veil (Harbinger, #5)

by Jeff Wheeler

We all agree in the adage that the enemy of my enemy is my friend. But that does not make us friends for long.

No person, Cettie or otherwise, could define truth. It existed, independent of belief. Inviolate. Immovable.

“Isn’t it a miracle that we are even here? That there is enough air to breathe? That a burning sun keeps this world perfectly warm . . . just as it does on your planet? On both worlds there is water to drink and food to eat. And good people that we can call friends and family.”

Every choice has its consequence.

You’ll never climb a mountain and reach new heights if you keep taking the easy path down.”

“Your parents chose murder and destruction, but their choices did not make you any less precious. The worth of a soul is its capacity to become something greater.”