Humiliation sets armies marching, empires falling, breaks hearts and minds and souls. — Janet Morris Copy Share Image
This was what men fought for, what men died for: a chance at life, and to fight on other days - the… — Janet Morris Copy Share Image
Time to unite the Sacred Bands, Thebans and his people: one unit, one heart, one swing through life. — Janet Morris Copy Share Image
You count up your dead, every one. Always. Recall them, each and all - every face, every heart. — Janet Morris Copy Share Image
Sometimes the cost of winning for all the right reasons is so great that spirits die and hearts grow cold. — Janet Morris Copy Share Image
Some nights, one wants to tell beloveds everything that's been waiting to be said. Some nights, a man needs flesh and blood… — Janet Morris Copy Share Image
The gods want to bring a better day, and you are their messengers. Trust not in all you see. Trust only in… — Janet Morris Copy Share Image
Then what difference does human striving make: mortal struggle, valor, pain? If you live, then live for the test of spirit, for… — 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
The universe forgives those who give until their hearts are aching and their spirits weak, and finds a way to renew all… — Janet Morris Copy Share Image
Very little in science fiction can transcend the gimmickry of a technical conceit, yet without that conceit at its heart a book… — 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
