I don't want to be any closer to the gods than death will bring me. Janet Morris More Quotes by Janet Morris More Quotes From Janet Morris When you give death, you give of your own life - every time. Janet Morris giving life Life to you, Riddler, and everlasting glory. Janet Morris brotherhood glory life For Tempus...was a dozen storm gods' avatar; no army he sanctified could know defeat; no war he fought could not be won. Combat was life to him; he fought like the gods themselves. Janet Morris army winning war Niko knew death like a sister - she was his true partner in the phenomenal world. Janet Morris dying war death "Mercy is not in favor in my heavens today," says Vashanka, unforgiving and combative, folding vast arms and spearing Harmony with lightning that crackles from his gaze. Janet Morris lightning war heaven Wars don't bring lasting peace, only lasting death. Janet Morris conflict war peace Gods have bloody hands. Janet Morris ontology god hands For the gift of life, the only true thanks was in living fully, and facing death with honor. Janet Morris meaning-of-life honor death Arrows are cheap; you're expensive. Janet Morris arrows risk loyalty I think we're all in Cime's army now. But never mind, the Storm God hasn't forgotten us. Heaven is no farther away than it ever was. Janet Morris army god thinking "Godling? Demigod?" Lysis nearly howled. "You'd be beaten black and blue in Thebes, and staked out overnight for claims like that. In Sparta, the secret police would ambush you, violate you, skin you alive and use your skull for a drinking cup." Janet Morris god drinking blue Gods and men honor those who have fought in battle. Janet Morris honor god men You three have done quite enough today: all of you and your feckless, treacherous god. Janet Morris three done god The two stallions, the silver and the black, represent the equine god (whomsoever horses pray to) in this ritual so ancient that no one knows what god to thank. Janet Morris horse god two Gods are nothing without their worshipers; they act on the affairs and the passions of men. Janet Morris passion god men If, as Niko asks, you show them mercy, then the gods will be well pleased. Janet Morris mercy shows god But we're dying here. Janet Morris risk dying I'm reverent from a distance. Janet Morris ontology self-reliance distance These Stepsons tread where mortals don't belong, some of us think. They seek out battle high above their station. Who knows what powers may yet take them and their mystic allies to task, bring them their comeuppance? Janet Morris allies battle thinking I see all sorts of things when I'm clearing my pipes. Janet Morris clearing pipe psychics
