He needed a light. And he made it. Love was his shout into the wind. Same 
Fear rides in me. Fear of so many things. Fear of letting down my friends, of losing my friends. 
Whatever plan I make, it seems the world is content to undo it. 
They say a kingdom divided against itself cannot stand. They made no mention of the heart. 
Promises are just chains," she rasps. "Both are meant for breaking. 
Give us six hours, Sevro. If we're not back by then ... " "Wank off in the bushes? 
Anything that believes only in itself cannot go happily into the night. 
Marked by justice," I say. Sevro rolls his eyes. "What? I can be funny." "Keep practicing. 
Sweet smile is half again as sinister as her sister's razor. Beside her is an Olympic Knight, the Storm Knight 
That darling boy is so vain he could make a thunderstorm be about him. 
And what is the bloodydamn point of surviving in this cold world if I run from the only warmth it has to offer? 
Goddamn amateurs," Trigg mutters. "Ten minutes," Holiday repeats. 
Death begets death begets death. 
to capture it. Got to 
If you are thrown into the deep and do not swim, you will drown," he says, and raises his thin eyebrows. "So keep swimming, right? 
Was forged in the bowels of this hard world. Sharpened by hate. Strengthened by love. He 
This is always how the story would end," he says to me. "Not with your screams. Not with your rage. But with your silence. 
Never tell me the odds, just do it," I command. 
It is no great thing to die. Not when one has lived." -Ragnar Volarus 
Treason is a matter of the date, Proctor. 
I am no martyr. I am not vengeance. I am Eo's dream. 
They want visionaries. Leaders of men. Not reapers of them. There are limits," she continues. I snap."There are no goddamned limits.
It's a lonely thing carrying the body of someone dead and loved. Like a vase you know will never again hold flowers. I 
You are the wolf that howls and bites. i am the mustang that nuzzles the hand People know they can work with me. With you? Hell, kill or be killed. 
I have been rejected 120 times, probably because I didn't write the right book. 
Someone has to dot God's i's. 
The world is soundless. We cannot hear, but a pack of wolves does not need words to know that it is time to hunt. 
An eerie feeling, a notion that devils roam the grounds instead of men. Who knows what anyone will do now that the rules are gone? 
I was learning the craft; I didn't study writing in school. Rejection was my motivation, and failure is what taught me. 
We must save ourselves from ourselves before the inheritance of humanity is ash. 
Your firstborn son, Claudius, was all a man could hope for - a son better and wiser than his father. 
Tell the hag we're here for war. Not words. 
I rise into darkness, away from the garden they watered with the blood of my friends. 
Give me your hand," she says. "Which is your best finger?""They are all better at different things."
"Don't be obstinate.
I'm only a monster when it is practical. Augustus smiles. 
Eo didn't deserve to die a slave to the Society. And despite her Color, Mustang doesn't deserve any sort of bridle. 
An army marches on its stomach. 
Ares sends his regards, motherfucker. 
We grew together, and now are grown. In her eyes, I see my heart. In her breath, I hear my soul. She is my land. She is my kin. My love. 
They want a leader, and if the Reaper of Mars decides to come back from the dead here ... you won't have an army, you'll have a tide at your heels. 
The tide has risen. And I feel a deep terror in wondering exactly what it will wash away. 
See. That's what I don't get. If I am a good man, then why do I want to do bad things? 
Darkness. Then the darkness has holes. Stars. There 
Asgard has fallen. The gods are dead. The old oaths have been broken. And tell all who will hear: the Valkyrie ride to war. 
I panic as suicides do when they realize their folly. 
His power is of a different breed. Where I am kinetic energy, he is potential. 
I'll be Odysseus. You be Achilles." "Achilles dies in the end." "Then learn from his mistakes. 
If the need arises I've got myself a psychotic Goblin-sized fighter jet 
There is no peace for great men 
Will you accept these stains, godchild? 
Life fades in the presence of pain. 
'Found the sheep too easy to kill?' I ask. 'Where'd you get the weapon?' 'Born with them.' His fingernails are bloody.
Brothers, sisters, till the last Woe that this has come to pass, By your grave, I shall weep For it was I who made you sleep. 
Death is easy when you've already tried to find it. 
Remember, I know what you are inside. Just a scared boy who tried to kill himself when he was too weak to save his wife from hanging. 
It is a humbling thing knowing someone cannot live without you, knowing that though they've betrayed you, they wish for nothing but absolution. 
To prosper, your superior must prosper. 
Man cannot be freed by the same injustice that enslaved it. 
Friendships take minutes to make, moments to break, years to repair. 
Modern war is fearing the air, the shadows, fearing the silence. Death will come and I won't even see it. 
Oh, Vixus," I say with a sigh, keeping the tremble of anger and fear out of my voice. "Vixus, Vixus, Vixus. There are no boys like me. 
Vengeance is an empty thing, Darrow. 