Malice Quotes

“Both the brave man and the coward feel the same. The only difference between them is that the brave man faces his fear, does not run.”
― John Gwynne, Malice

“Come, boy, it is time for a lesson. Let me teach you the power of words,”
― John Gwynne, Malice

“I shall stay and tell my tale, hope that it may serve some purpose, that eyes shall see it and learn, that the future will not repeat the mistakes of the past. That is my prayer, but what use is prayer to a god that has abandoned all things . . .”
― John Gwynne, Malice

“You can tell much about a man by the company he keeps, by his friends, and his enemies,”
― John Gwynne, Malice

“Storm. I shall call her Storm.”
― John Gwynne, Malice

“History is of value. If more of us took heed of the mistakes of the past, the future could be a different thing.”
― John Gwynne, Malice

“There is a hole in your heart, an empty space. You must fill it with meaning. You need a cause to live for, to fight for, perhaps to die for.”
― John Gwynne, Malice

“He had done things, aye, hard things, but right oft depended on whose side you were on.”
― John Gwynne, Malice

“And for the first time in an age he felt a glimmer of something stir deep inside. He felt of value.”
― John Gwynne, Malice

“Whatever your cause, lies are a coward’s way; and they are like poison. They bring death. Death of trust, Ban. Death of honour, death of respect.”
― John Gwynne, Malice

“You have good friends about you,’ Marrock said. ‘Loyal.”
― John Gwynne, Malice

“For whence But from the author of all ill could spring So deep a malice.’ John Milton, Paradise Lost”
― John Gwynne, Malice

“I am still the Voice, though I do not know who will listen. But if I do not speak, do not write, then there will be nothing for those who follow. All that has happened would be forgotten. And so I shall write a record...”
― John Gwynne, Malice

“The God-War is coming.”
― John Gwynne, Malice

“The mountains were gone, replaced by a lush green vale. A river flowed out of the mountains, twisting in great curves through the vale until it”
― John Gwynne, Malice

“But… why is it making you cry?’ His mam’s grip tightened. ‘Time passes too quickly.’ She rested her head against his waist, and he stroked her hair. ‘I love you,’ she whispered.”
― John Gwynne, Malice

“His eyes flickered to his da’s face, saw joy in the blacksmith’s eyes as well as tears.”
― John Gwynne, Malice

“women amongst them?”
― John Gwynne, Malice

“No, Mam’ll skin me if I’m caught fighting again.”
― John Gwynne, Malice

“But what if we fought like the ants, Veradis, as one body, all aiding each other?’ He paused. ‘We would be unstoppable.”
― John Gwynne, Malice

“Chaos erupted anew.”
― John Gwynne, Malice

“…lies are a coward’s way; and they are like poison. They bring death. Death of trust, Ban. Death of honour, death of respect.”
― John Gwynne, Malice

“If you cannot vanquish a foe,’ he said sagely, ‘then ally yourself to him.”
― John Gwynne, Malice

“Are you scared?’ Rhin said, her eyes holding him. ‘Yes. But I will see it through. I have counted the cost.”
― John Gwynne, Malice

“He is my son, my blood, my heart, my joy, my breath. No one need ask anything. I will do all that I can for him. Protect him. Fight for him. Die for him, if need be.”
― John Gwynne, Malice

“Sometimes it is hardest to see what is right in front of us,’ Alben said quietly.”
― John Gwynne, Malice

“You are not the same lad that lost his practice sword at the Spring Fair.”
― John Gwynne, Malice

“They were fearsome pack hunters, bred by the giant clans during the War of Treasures.”
― John Gwynne, Malice

“With a gasp his eyes snapped open. His back was wet with sweat. He shook his head, still hearing the inhuman growling from his quick-fading dream.”
― John Gwynne, Malice

“Rafe groaned, holding his stomach as he rolled onto his side and rose unsteadily. He was covered in grass stains and mud, his hair sticking out wildly in all directions. A thin trickle of blood ran from his nose.”
― John Gwynne, Malice