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“Respect is elder to convenience.” “And besides,” Tavi said drily, “if you didn’t respect them, they’d eat you.” “Survival is also elder to convenience,” Gradash agreed.
“Raising a child isn’t complicated, love. It isn’t easy, but it isn’t complicated, either.” She tilted her head, looking up at him. “How’s it done, then?” He shrugged. “You just love them more than air and water and light. From there, everything else comes naturally.”
“Aleran,” she said quietly. “True power has nothing to do with furies.” She pressed her thumb firmly to the center of his forehead. “Strong, stupid enemies are easily defeated. Intelligent foes are always dangerous. You have grown in strength. Do not permit yourself to grow in stupidity.” Her hand moved to caress his cheek. “You are one of the most dangerous men I know.”
“Fear is an enemy. Respect it. But do not let it conquer you before the fight has begun.”
“That is your gift, Aleran.” She offered him the stack of papers. “Knowledge is your weapon.” Her eyes glittered. “Kill them with it.”
Give me passion—and compassion—any day.
“Any man with a brain in his head looks for three things in anyone he’ll follow: will, brains, and a heart.”
