Valor Quotes

“green peas”
― Sever Bronny, Valor

“I yield,” Tridian said at last. “And we both know you cannot kill a soul who has surrendered. It is against your principles.” Mrs. Stone raised her arm slowly. “For that to apply, revenant, you would have to have a soul.” Tridian’s eyes widened”
― Sever Bronny, Valor

“You dare …” “Oh, but you know very well someone else had his heart. He never loved you.” He raised a finger at her.”
― Sever Bronny, Valor

“Leera, who still snoozed, head lying on the Slam spell scroll. Augum jabbed her with his elbow and she shot up, scroll plastered to her forehead. “There’s only raspberry jam left!”
― Sever Bronny, Valor

“Wish I was that young again,” Leera muttered, watching a tiny girl plow into a snowman and bursting with loud crying. “On second thought, no I don’t.”
― Sever Bronny, Valor

“Their faces inched closer together— “Panjita thinks that most inappropriate!” They recoiled apart—only to discover Panjita shooing off a large man with a slopping tankard. “Just one kiss, m’lady—” the man garbled drunkenly. “Panjita will give the mongrel the kiss of her cane!” She swung and this time her aim was true—SMACK!—right in the face.”
― Sever Bronny, Valor

“Leera’s raven hair had a light curl to it and she had smoky eyeliner that somehow accented her sharp brows. Her freckles sparkled with what Bridget proudly called “pixie dust”. Leera twirled gracefully. “So … what do you think?” When Augum and Chaska couldn’t get a word out, Mr. Goss and Mr. Okeke promptly stood. “Marvelous—!” “Most charming—!” Both seemed to hint for Augum and Chaska to say something, anything. Chaska swallowed. “Very pretty, Bridget.” Bridget reddened. “Thank you.” Leera looked expectantly at Augum. “Nice, um, ribbon.” Leera gaped. “Yes, a very nice ribbon indeed,” Mr. Goss said, nodding along with Mr. Okeke. Augum wanted to punch himself in the face. Nice ribbon? Nice ribbon?”
― Sever Bronny, Valor

“What are we looking for?” Augum asked. “Don’t know yet. Someone old and wise, maybe the town sage or something. Just look for a really long gray beard. Old men with long gray beards are always wise, aren’t they?”
― Sever Bronny, Valor

“I could see myself living like this.” “What, as a nomad?” “As part of a community. I’d be a mother presiding over a gaggle of children, with a dashing hunter of a husband and a flock of dogs and chickens in tow.” “You’d be a fussy mother.” Bridget smiled. “Probably.” Augum gave her a playful elbow. “Nag them kids to death.” “Oh hush, you.” “And the husband,” he mumbled.”
― Sever Bronny, Valor

“Our beliefs become reality, even if we have to delude ourselves to make them true.” Augum committed the poem to memory. They sat in silence”
― Sever Bronny, Valor