“Home isn't where you're from, it's where you find light when all grows dark.”
―
Pierce Brown,
Golden Son
“You do not follow me because I am the strongest. Pax is. You do not follow me because I am the brightest. Mustang is. You follow me because you do not know where you are going. I do.” ― Pierce Brown, Red Rising
“I would have lived in peace. But my enemies brought me war.” ― Pierce Brown, Red Rising
“Man cannot be freed by the same injustice that enslaved it.” ― Pierce Brown, Red Rising
“There is no greater plague to an introvert than the extrovert.” ― Pierce Brown, Golden Son
“Friendships take minutes to make, moments to break, years to repair.” ― Pierce Brown, Golden Son
“I will die. You will die. We will all die and the universe will carry on without care. All that we have is that shout into the wind - how we live. How we go. And how we stand before we fall.” ― Pierce Brown, Golden Son
“The measure of a man is what he does when he has power.” ― Pierce Brown, Red Rising
“Funny thing, watching gods realize they’ve been mortal all along.” ― Pierce Brown, Red Rising
“I am the Reaper and death is my shadow.” ― Pierce Brown, Red Rising
“Liars make the best promises.” ― Pierce Brown, Golden Son
“I live for the dream that my children will be born free. That they will be what they like. That they will own the land their father gave them.' 'I live for you,' I say sadly. She kisses my cheek. 'Then you must live for more.” ― Pierce Brown, Red Rising
“Love and war are two different battlefields.” ― Pierce Brown, Red Rising
“A man thinks he can fly, but he is afraid to jump. A poor friend pushes him from behind.” He looks up at me. “A good friend jumps with.” ― Pierce Brown, Morning Star
“Wise men read books about history. Strong men write them.” ― Pierce Brown, Golden Son
“Funny how a single word can change everything in your life.""It is not funny at all. Steel is power. Money is power. But of all the things in all the worlds, words are power.” ― Pierce Brown, Red Rising
“My love, my loveRemember the criesWhen winter died for spring skiesThey roared and roaredBut we grabbed our seedAnd sowed a songAgainst their greedAndDown in the valeHear the reaper swing, the reaper swingthe reaper swingDown in the valeHear the reaper singA tale of winter doneMy son, my sonRemember the chainsWhen gold ruled with iron reinsWe roared and roaredAnd twisted and screamedFor ours, a valeof better dreams” ― Pierce Brown, Red Rising
“It's not victory that makes a man. It's his defeats.” ― Pierce Brown, Golden Son
“what love looks likewhat does love look like the therapist asksone week after the breakupand i’m not sure how to answer her questionexcept for the fact that i thought lovelooked so much like youthat’s when it hit meand i realized how naive i had beento place an idea so beautiful on the image of a personas if anybody on this entire earthcould encompass all love representedas if this emotion seven billion people tremble forwould look like a five foot elevenmedium-sized brown-skinned guywho likes eating frozen pizza for breakfastwhat does love look like the therapist asks againthis time interrupting my thoughts midsentenceand at this point i’m about to get upand walk right out the doorexcept i paid too much money for this hourso instead i take a piercing look at herthe way you look at someonewhen you’re about to hand it to themlips pursed tightly preparing to launch into conversationeyes digging deeply into theirssearching for all the weak spotsthey have hidden somewherehair being tucked behind the earsas if you have to physically prepare for a conversationon the philosophies or rather disappointmentsof what love looks likewell i tell heri don’t think love is him anymoreif love was himhe would be here wouldn’t heif he was the one for mewouldn’t he be the one sitting across from meif love was him it would have been simplei don’t think love is him anymore i repeati think love never wasi think i just wanted somethingwas ready to give myself to somethingi believed was bigger than myselfand when i saw someonewho probably fit the parti made it very much my intentionto make him my counterpartand i lost myself to himhe took and he tookwrapped me in the word specialuntil i was so convinced he had eyes only to see mehands only to feel mea body only to be with meoh how he emptied mehow does that make you feelinterrupts the therapistwell i saidit kind of makes me feel like shitmaybe we’re looking at it wrongwe think it’s something to search for out theresomething meant to crash into uson our way out of an elevatoror slip into our chair at a cafe somewhereappear at the end of an aisle at the bookstorelooking the right amount of sexy and intellectualbut i think love starts hereeverything else is just desire and projectionof all our wants needs and fantasiesbut those externalities could never work outif we didn’t turn inward and learnhow to love ourselves in order to love other peoplelove does not look like a personlove is our actionslove is giving all we caneven if it’s just the bigger slice of cakelove is understandingwe have the power to hurt one anotherbut we are going to do everything in our powerto make sure we don’t love is figuring out all the kind sweetness we deserveand when someone shows upsaying they will provide it as you dobut their actions seem to break yourather than build youlove is knowing who to choose” ― Rupi Kaur, the sun and her flowers
“You do not follow me because I am the strongest. Pax is. You do not follow me because I am the brightest. Mustang is. You follow me because you do not know where you are going. I do.” ― Pierce Brown, Red Rising
“I would have lived in peace. But my enemies brought me war.” ― Pierce Brown, Red Rising
“Man cannot be freed by the same injustice that enslaved it.” ― Pierce Brown, Red Rising
“There is no greater plague to an introvert than the extrovert.” ― Pierce Brown, Golden Son
“Friendships take minutes to make, moments to break, years to repair.” ― Pierce Brown, Golden Son
“I will die. You will die. We will all die and the universe will carry on without care. All that we have is that shout into the wind - how we live. How we go. And how we stand before we fall.” ― Pierce Brown, Golden Son
“The measure of a man is what he does when he has power.” ― Pierce Brown, Red Rising
“Funny thing, watching gods realize they’ve been mortal all along.” ― Pierce Brown, Red Rising
“I am the Reaper and death is my shadow.” ― Pierce Brown, Red Rising
“Liars make the best promises.” ― Pierce Brown, Golden Son
“I live for the dream that my children will be born free. That they will be what they like. That they will own the land their father gave them.' 'I live for you,' I say sadly. She kisses my cheek. 'Then you must live for more.” ― Pierce Brown, Red Rising
“Love and war are two different battlefields.” ― Pierce Brown, Red Rising
“A man thinks he can fly, but he is afraid to jump. A poor friend pushes him from behind.” He looks up at me. “A good friend jumps with.” ― Pierce Brown, Morning Star
“Wise men read books about history. Strong men write them.” ― Pierce Brown, Golden Son
“Funny how a single word can change everything in your life.""It is not funny at all. Steel is power. Money is power. But of all the things in all the worlds, words are power.” ― Pierce Brown, Red Rising
“My love, my loveRemember the criesWhen winter died for spring skiesThey roared and roaredBut we grabbed our seedAnd sowed a songAgainst their greedAndDown in the valeHear the reaper swing, the reaper swingthe reaper swingDown in the valeHear the reaper singA tale of winter doneMy son, my sonRemember the chainsWhen gold ruled with iron reinsWe roared and roaredAnd twisted and screamedFor ours, a valeof better dreams” ― Pierce Brown, Red Rising
“It's not victory that makes a man. It's his defeats.” ― Pierce Brown, Golden Son
“what love looks likewhat does love look like the therapist asksone week after the breakupand i’m not sure how to answer her questionexcept for the fact that i thought lovelooked so much like youthat’s when it hit meand i realized how naive i had beento place an idea so beautiful on the image of a personas if anybody on this entire earthcould encompass all love representedas if this emotion seven billion people tremble forwould look like a five foot elevenmedium-sized brown-skinned guywho likes eating frozen pizza for breakfastwhat does love look like the therapist asks againthis time interrupting my thoughts midsentenceand at this point i’m about to get upand walk right out the doorexcept i paid too much money for this hourso instead i take a piercing look at herthe way you look at someonewhen you’re about to hand it to themlips pursed tightly preparing to launch into conversationeyes digging deeply into theirssearching for all the weak spotsthey have hidden somewherehair being tucked behind the earsas if you have to physically prepare for a conversationon the philosophies or rather disappointmentsof what love looks likewell i tell heri don’t think love is him anymoreif love was himhe would be here wouldn’t heif he was the one for mewouldn’t he be the one sitting across from meif love was him it would have been simplei don’t think love is him anymore i repeati think love never wasi think i just wanted somethingwas ready to give myself to somethingi believed was bigger than myselfand when i saw someonewho probably fit the parti made it very much my intentionto make him my counterpartand i lost myself to himhe took and he tookwrapped me in the word specialuntil i was so convinced he had eyes only to see mehands only to feel mea body only to be with meoh how he emptied mehow does that make you feelinterrupts the therapistwell i saidit kind of makes me feel like shitmaybe we’re looking at it wrongwe think it’s something to search for out theresomething meant to crash into uson our way out of an elevatoror slip into our chair at a cafe somewhereappear at the end of an aisle at the bookstorelooking the right amount of sexy and intellectualbut i think love starts hereeverything else is just desire and projectionof all our wants needs and fantasiesbut those externalities could never work outif we didn’t turn inward and learnhow to love ourselves in order to love other peoplelove does not look like a personlove is our actionslove is giving all we caneven if it’s just the bigger slice of cakelove is understandingwe have the power to hurt one anotherbut we are going to do everything in our powerto make sure we don’t love is figuring out all the kind sweetness we deserveand when someone shows upsaying they will provide it as you dobut their actions seem to break yourather than build youlove is knowing who to choose” ― Rupi Kaur, the sun and her flowers
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