Empire of the Vampire (Empire of the Vampire, #1)

by Jay Kristoff

“Too much hate will burn a man to cinders, Chevalier.” “Oui. But at least he’ll die warm.”

Put a man in a room for a hundred years with a thousand books, and he’ll know a million truths. Put him in a room for a year with silence, and he’ll know himself.”

“‘It seems your legend grows in the telling,’ I smiled. “‘Legends always do, Little Lion. And ever in the wrong direction. But a man who sings his own song is deaf to the music of heaven. How shall I hear the word of God, if I am in love with the sound of my own voice?’

But it’s a fool who looks with more fondness to the days behind than the ones ahead. And it’s a man drenched in defeat who sings that sad refrain; that things were better then.