To the death with honor, shoulder to shoulder, and no one gets closer to a Stepson than his partner. — 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
Choose life over death, Niko, when a choice can be made that puts no soul in jeopardy. — Janet Morris Copy Share Image
Valor was in Nikodemos, unquestionable, and commitment like trees to stand or night to fall. — Janet Morris Copy Share Image
Why is it we are always the targets of the angry Fates? Twice as many men of ours met harm as did… — 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
Ask yourselves if the gods are angry, you who have seen Harmony come among us, walk among us, touch us, look kindly… — 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
Loyalty must be forged - to him, to his: stronger than iron, from experience, from risk - it can't be bought, or… — Janet Morris Copy Share Image
Niko, you're halfway to where you need to go. It's the most dangerous time. And all the gods and forces have a… — Janet Morris Copy Share Image
The heavens listen to what is said on these cobbles. Laws of man and nature come together here. Here you must be… — 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
What we hold sacred is honor, justice, and glory. You need not swear allegiance to our storm god, to serve with us.… — Janet Morris Copy Share Image
There must be love, and understanding, to betray. Most men haven't the wit or the honor for betrayal: not to know it… — Janet Morris Copy Share Image
And Tempus thought then that nothing was more worthwhile than what was growing in this whitewashed barracks, where he has come to… — 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
Gather the shards of your courage. Patch together what resolve you can. We'll find this thing - and kill it. — Janet Morris Copy Share Image
Be polite to all, friendly to none. Be professional. Be ready to kill everyone and everything. — 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
