Saint's Blood Quotes

“But no man is all one thing; none of us are pure in our beliefs or our devotions. We are all bound by the frailties of our humanity, some of which feed our hatred, some of which, very occasionally, make us want to be something better.”
― Sebastien de Castell, Saint's Blood

“Why is life so much easier to live when people are trying to take it from you than when you’re forced to actually live it?”
― Sebastien de Castell, Saint's Blood

“I walked over and hugged him, knowing it would only make things worse for him. I don’t get that many chances to torture Brasti.”
― Sebastien de Castell, Saint's Blood

“A coffin... I'm in a coffin.
The stories told to frighten children and old men, of warriors injured in battle and believed dead by their comrades, only to wake up buried six feet beneath the ground, assailed me and i started to breathe too quickly, using too much air. Already i felt as if i was suffocating, trapped underground. Had they thought i'd lost too much blood? Was my heartbeat too soft or slow? Could Kest and Brasti truly have been foolish enough to think that-?
Brasti
I bellowed, and the sound of my voice echoed over the surface of the wood around me, "I'm going to fucking kill you this time you heartless son of a bitch!"
A distant guffaw was followed by the sound of footsteps running towards me and brasti calling, "Hang on, hang on, I'm coming..."
Blinding candlelight forced me to close my eyes as my prison lifted off me, and when i opened them again i saw that i hadn't actually been inside the coffin at all- Brasti had just removed the lid from one and flipped the rest over top of me.”
― Sebastien de Castell, Saint's Blood

“I was content to believe the future was a set of doors; though none were yet open, none were locked, either.”
― Sebastien de Castell, Saint's Blood

“A spark skittered along the God’s breastplate as the tip of the warsword struck against the hard steel and for just a fraction of a second it stopped there, metal against unyielding metal – but then the surface of the armour gave way, bending then parting, and a screeching sound filled the air. Tiny fragments of steel went flying in all directions and the blade slid with the ease of a lover’s tongue into the breech of the God’s armour.”
― Sebastien de Castell, Saint's Blood

“Deato mendea valus febletta. The Gods give every man a weakness.”
― Sebastien de Castell, Saint's Blood

“The mob, you see, only ever has one reason for beating up a man and tying him to a post, the same reason why they do all the things they do: it’s because they’re very angry, and they’ve found someone to take it out on.”
― Sebastien de Castell, Saint's Blood

“You don’t reason with mobs for the same reason you don’t reason with hordes of fire ants: they’re too stupid to understand what you’re saying and eventually they’ll just swarm over you.”
― Sebastien de Castell, Saint's Blood

“If you’re trying to turn the country into a theocracy it’s probably easier to do if everyone worships the same God.”
― Sebastien de Castell, Saint's Blood

“Are you sure you won this duel?’ he muttered as he began prodding at my wounds. I flinched. ‘Are you sure you don’t work for the other guys?”
― Sebastien de Castell, Saint's Blood

“However much this annoyed me, it is accepted practice for a duellist's supporters to cheer them on- in fact, i was entitled to similar outbursts from my own admirers.
'This Undriel fellow really is remarkably skilled,'Kest remarked.
Undriel. That was the bastard's name.
Brasti came to my defence, after a fashion. 'It's not Falcio's fault. He's getting old. And slow. Also, i think he might be getting fat. Just look at him- barely four months since he beat Shuran and already he's half the man he once was.'
Always nice to have friends nearby in troubled times, i thought, batting at Undriel's blade with a clumsy parry that was testament to my increasing exhaustion.”
― Sebastien de Castell, Saint's Blood