At Faith's End Quotes

“Madness is a regenerating thing. Like a phoenix, when one strand dies, another burns anew.”
― Chris Galford, At Faith's End

“Hold mirth tight against your breast, but answer every injury with bladed heart.”
― Chris Galford, At Faith's End

“Everything burned, everyone lied, and no one paid for it but the ones in the muck.”
― Chris Galford, At Faith's End

“Some run the cliffs, and set upon an eagle’s wings. Others mire in the den, and once within, can never leave again.”
― Chris Galford, At Faith's End

“Life moved in circles. Such was the path. What came would come again, breath to breath, until each riddled out the truth within. War was a path to the next, as sure as any, but lies gained nothing.”
― Chris Galford, At Faith's End

“Are we not all one flesh? One mind? A sword brings power. Knowledge brings coin. With either, one can make blood reckoned, can earn names. The only thing that differs between a noble man and a working man is that they have now, while the other does not have it yet. Such things can be taken. They are always taken.”
― Chris Galford, At Faith's End

“Duty and honor are oft enough realm only for those with security to afford them.”
― Chris Galford, At Faith's End

“Nothing lives long but the mountains and the earth. All the rest is air.”
― Chris Galford, At Faith's End

“Say what you will, dear sister, we do what we do for the promise of our youth. Yet it is always they who scar beneath the points of daggers.”
― Chris Galford, At Faith's End

“The simple truth? History was never simply history. If it was anything it was another collar—another means to control.”
― Chris Galford, At Faith's End

“Without shame, without conscience.”
― Chris Galford, At Faith's End

“Only the holy man needs preaching.”
― Chris Galford, At Faith's End

“A penny for the moat, where all the ashen song be wrote—a tune for man, so long eloped in hours of decision and derisive hope. Flutter, flutter heart, beyond your base and noble part. All eyes behold the passing.”
― Chris Galford, At Faith's End

“All men were tools, as she saw it. Dangerous tools, when roused, but that was why one took care in efforts of control. It all came back to leverage. It wasn’t enough to ask a man if he would kill his brother. One had to make him see the consequences if he did not. Then one could only ask, which would he choose: brother or daughter? For all that kin might mean, most would choose the daughter.”
― Chris Galford, At Faith's End