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CHAIN YOUR ANGER IN THE dark, my mother used to tell me, and it will only thrive.
“It’s because you’re a deeply unpleasant child,” continues Ulciscor calmly. “Immature. Spiteful. And honestly, not very bright.
ulciscor slay
“He lied to me. And I’m not in a good mood.”
hes real for that
“They say that young men know they will die, but only old men believe it.
“A PYRAMID’S STRENGTH IS IN ITS FOUNDATION, NOT ITS PEAK.
The power to protect is the highest of responsibilities, Diago. When a man is given it, his duty is not only to the people he thinks are worthy.
You fight the tyranny of the many, or you are one of them.”
“Silence is a statement, Diago. Inaction picks a side. And when those lead to personal benefit, they are complicity.”
“There comes a point in every man’s life where he can rail against the unfairness of the world until he loses, or he can do his best in it. Remain a victim, or become a survivor.”
“Nervousness means there’s a fear to be faced ahead, Diago. The man who is never nervous, never does anything hard. The man who is never nervous, never grows.”
A fair system only works if there’s an unbiased means of assessing merit. When there is no pride or selfishness involved.” He gives a soft snort, shaking his head. “Which means that fair systems cannot exist where people are involved.”
“A system built on promise, and therefore on greed,”
There’s a brief, aching sadness that a face I can picture is gone from the world forever.
Then beyond, I see Callidus. Everyone else is watching in stunned horror. He’s just beaming, a fist raised high in silent, jubilant victory. Celebrating for me. Celebrating with me. “It seems you need to check the equipment again.”
The decision may have been made by the few, Diago, but it’s the Will of the many that killed your family.”
“I know,” replies Callidus chirpily. “The question is, can you explain why being you is not exhausting? In Common?” “I can explain how injured you are likely to be in a moment.” “This is nice,” I interject with a grin.
“But death is a doorway, Son. You will see him again. No one is ever truly lost.”
“No.” His eyes are sad. “Death is only meaningless if it does not change us, Vis.”
