The Doom of Balar Quotes

“This was the sound of strength. The sound of men shaping the land and cutting down pagan idols. Soon the trees would be gone, and the bare hills would be crawling with civilization. Avram was the sharp point of that progress. The blade that felled. The arm that moved.”
― Marcel M. du Plessis, The Doom of Balar

“A place of learning felt dead in the hours of darkness. Full of departed pupils and ended conversations. Their abandoned slates still held the ghosts of words and figures of lessons forgotten. Chairs, like rows of scarred and battered soldiers, stood loyally behind their assigned tables, as was the school master’s orders. Not a thing was amiss.”
― Marcel M. du Plessis, The Doom of Balar

“Perhaps I am writing only for an audience of one — a merciless critic that knows the hollowness of my talentless lettering: me.”
― Marcel M. du Plessis, The Doom of Balar

“Anything would be better than these blotches coloured with self-pity and self-importance. Plagued scribbles that sink the heart and darken the soul. Rereading it is akin to eating shards of glass.”
― Marcel M. du Plessis, The Doom of Balar

“Truth?” said Helga. “I thought this was fiction.”
Gramméll rubbed his hands together. “My dear, my dear. Fiction — like all good lies — is rooted in the truth. Yes, there is truth in fiction. Hidden truth? Perhaps. Diluted truth? Most certainly. The mind has to be fed the truth a little bit at a time, otherwise it simply won’t understand.”
― Marcel M. du Plessis, The Doom of Balar

“You are an ass,” said Bianca.
“A swine,” added Helga.
“Yes, yes, I am a veritable petting zoo of unpleasantness,” he said. “But I am also your director. Now, back to work.”
― Marcel M. du Plessis, The Doom of Balar

“Choose your company with care,” he said. “In life, careful casting is essential. Be sure to find someone who knows the full measure of your stupidity. They will keep you anchored amid a torrent of praise. They will remember you when everyone else turns away — just as this person said they would. It is then when you lift yourself out of whatever gutter you’re floating in and try to prove them wrong. You would do well to remember that illusions are cheap. Honesty is rare.”
― Marcel M. du Plessis, The Doom of Balar

“I managed to get her to sip two spoonfuls. I think that is more than enough, don’t you, Mother? Poor Primrose is already sick, she does not have to suffer through soup. Particularly this concoction of grey wateriness Miss Brook is so proud of. It looks like old laundry water and smells like socks. Besides, Primrose keeps dozing off. What was I supposed to do? Drown her in it?”
― Marcel M. du Plessis, The Doom of Balar

“Solitude is a thing that creeps in under the cover of night. One does not pay enough attention as time strips away people and things. Some part believes that it will all restore itself one day, only a matter of time.”
― Marcel M. du Plessis, The Doom of Balar

“Time moved too slowly. The steady march of the hours tormented me so that I felt myself falling to an illness. A fire was burning within me. Such was the heat that my thoughts scattered like a broken string of pearls.”
― Marcel M. du Plessis, The Doom of Balar