Time to unite the Sacred Bands, Thebans and his people: one unit, one heart, one swing through life. — Janet Morris Copy Share Image
I see ranks ready for battle, stretching out. Five, six horses across, ranks in formation. Endlessly. — Janet Morris Copy Share Image
Here Stormbringer spies the Stepsons, the Theban fighters, and the 3rd Commando, attending to their own. In the face of such unflinching… — Janet Morris Copy Share Image
Tempus never left a problem for another to solve. Tempus never let the pain or difficulty of an undertaking persuade him not… — Janet Morris Copy Share Image
Niko's angular face caught a flicker of firelight and Tempus saw his future there: sharp purpose, discipline, and power in perfect balance;… — Janet Morris Copy Share Image
This is as 'alone' as I'm likely to get with you - you're not half so fetching as your daughter. — Janet Morris Copy Share
I survive. I survived it all then and I'll survive the rest of it. Without your help. — Janet Morris Copy Share
When I write what publishers call 'fantasy' I am writing in what I think is the most important tradition of fiction: starting with Homer… — Janet Morris Copy Share
Loyalty must be forged - to him, to his: stronger than iron, from experience, from risk - it can't be bought, or taught, or… — Janet Morris Copy Share
It's all right. Things as they once were will never be again, but it's all right. — Janet Morris Copy Share
He loves the world so much. I agree it would be a shame to take that love away from meadow and tree, stream and… — Janet Morris Copy Share
