Reasons never matter, once Death comes cold and bold and takes the living by the hand. You count up your dead, every one.. — 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 of the armies, and the tip of his crown rends the clouds above their heads. "Wheresoever I rule,… — 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
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 Image
