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Jay Kristoff
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October 21 - October 24, 2025
ASK ME NOT if God exists, but why he’s such a prick.
But I never met a minstrel who wasn’t a liar, coldblood. Nor a holy man who wasn’t a cunt.”
But I knew his fists like I knew my name. And I thought it love.
never once have I seen the meek inherit anything but the table scraps of the strong.”
“Too much hate will burn a man to cinders, Chevalier.” “Oui. But at least he’ll die warm.”
There’s strength to be found in hatred. There’s a courage forged only in rage.
“He told me one-fifth of three-eighths of fuck all.
Live as a monster, or die as a man.’
trust that I know how best to impart the tally of my own fucking sins.
“The graveyards of the world are full of fools who thought of fear as anything but a friend.”
“If thou art b-brutally murdered here, she whispered, and I end my days hanging on the hip of a m-mindless shamble-bag of m-maggots, I shall be terribly upset with ye.
“Who the fuck told you I was a hero?”
God didn’t want me. And the devil was afraid to open the door.’
God go with you.’ “‘I’d rather he minded his own fucking business, if it’s all the same.’
Steel never judged me, see. Steel was mother. Steel was father. Steel was friend.
Bliss in torment. Salvation in suffering.
‘Our good initiate will eventually figure out that your breasts, whilst magnificent, aren’t any real impediment to combat prowess.’
She is an old bitch. Trust me. Takes a young bitch to spot one.’
“A life without books is a life not lived.
‘What a world this would be, were it not held wholly and solely in the grip of stubborn old men.’
“It was a tempting thought. To die in bliss instead of pain.
Please do me the distinct favor of not getting yourself killed. I’d never hear the end of it.
There is no hell so cruel as powerlessness.’
‘But my friends are the hill I die on.’
“If he wanted a war, I would be it. “If he wanted a fear, let it be me.
‘Old age and treachery can always overcome youth and skill,
one hand holding a sword is worth ten thousand clasped in prayer.
