Death is a doorway, Niko, that leads to an adventure greater than any you have ever known. — Janet Morris Copy Share Image
These warriors of the Sacred Band were inscrutable; they loved their war and death and picking through the bones of time to… — Janet Morris Copy Share Image
For the gift of life, the only true thanks was in living fully, and facing death with honor. — Janet Morris Copy Share Image
Death's easy to find. If She wants you, you'll meet Her here as well as anywhere. — Janet Morris Copy Share Image
Tempus wanders eternally, bringing death to whomever loves him and being spurned by whomsoever he shall love. — Janet Morris Copy Share Image
Niko knew death like a sister - she was his true partner in the phenomenal world. — Janet Morris Copy Share Image
Only from chaos does order come. The angry Fates bring death where they will, when war is king, says Enlil, storm god… — Janet Morris Copy Share Image
These Stepsons tread where mortals don't belong, some of us think. They seek out battle high above their station. Who knows what… — Janet Morris Copy Share Image
To the death with honor, shoulder to shoulder, and no one gets closer to a Stepson than his partner. — Janet Morris Copy Share Image
And what do the Theban hoplites see in this extended rending of the sky, this white-bright glory of Enlil's lightning? The future,… — Janet Morris Copy Share Image
Wisdom, Niko thought as he leaned his cheek against his long-handled rake, cannot be had without price. And that price is blood.… — 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
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 Image
I survive. I survived it all then and I'll survive the rest of it. Without your help. — Janet Morris Copy Share Image
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 Image
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 Image
It's all right. Things as they once were will never be again, but it's all right. — Janet Morris Copy Share Image
