There's a reason why we're born with brains in our heads, not rocks. Brom More Quotes by Brom More Quotes From Brom Both sides so blinded by their fear and hate of each other that they couldn't see they were all fighting for the same thing. Brom hate fighting sides And may God be merciful, because these twisted men will not. Brom twisted may men Almost lost you," he thought, surprised to find himself blinking back tears. "Been through too much, me and you. We're going to finish this thing together. Brom too-much tears together Peter stood, cleared his throat, and began to hum softly, then sing, slowly building up the song as his voice cleared. He found the old tune, the song of the Sunbird. And as he sung, as his rich voice echoed off the tall cliffs, the birds and the faeries lent him their voice and soon the tune drifted throughtout the garden. Brom building-up garden song Peter," she whispered and reached out, touching his cheek. "My little Peterbird? You flew back to me. Brom flew touching littles And Peter laughed, and when he did, all the Devils grinned, because Peter's laugh was a most contagious thing. Brom peter devil laughing Had not enough gone wrong? Brom enough gone What will happen, will happen. Brom happens Don't let them win. Don't let them beat you. Don't let them steal your magic. Brom stealing magic winning The boy planted his hands on his hips and a broad smile lit his face. "My name's Peter. Can I play too? Brom play boys hands There is always something left to lose. Brom left loses Peter's face clouded. "Everything comes at a price. Or have you not learned that yet? Brom clouded peter faces Then let us go and be terrible. Brom terrible Men-kind shared this world for but a blink, then, sadly, they became enlightened, found science and religion. The new world of men left little room for magic or the magical creatures of old. Earth’s first children were driven into the shadows by flame and cold iron, by man’s insatiable need of conquest. Brom insatiable-need men children Peter glanced up at the stars and a wicked smile lit his face. "Time to play," he whispered to the stars and winked. And the stars winked back, for Peter's smile is a most contagious thing. Brom wicked stars play I am your forest, your earth, your eternity. I am your life. I am your death. I am all things forever and always. Love me. Love me. Forever love me. Brom earth forever forests Burn? Smite? Punish? Why is your god so intolerant? So jealous? Why must there be only one god? Why is there not room for many? Brom jealous rooms