Janet Morris
The city guardsmen were like the keres, doom-bringers of merciless vengeance.Collection: Cities
Vengeance is disappointing, always.Collection: Love
I see all sorts of things when I'm clearing my pipes.Collection: Psychics
These Stepsons tread where mortals don't belong, some of us think. They seek out battle high above their station. Who knows what powers may yet take them and their mystic allies to task, bring them their comeuppance?Collection: Thinking
"Learn what can, and cannot, be asked from destiny."Collection: Patience
Only so much can be borne from men, so much from godsCollection: Patience
Learn when to fear, and how to fear, and how much to fear, before you squander all you have left.Collection: Strategy
Grab reality by the balls and squeeze.Collection: Power
I am always yours to call, wherever the sea can reach.Collection: Love
You must become like yourself.Collection: Loyalty
I think we're all in Cime's army now. But never mind, the Storm God hasn't forgotten us. Heaven is no farther away than it ever was.Collection: God
Gods and politics are the tools with which the godless and unprincipled manipulate the gullible.Collection: Tools
Don't blame yourself, or worry. Neither does a bit of good.Collection: Worry
I won't go back and live in the sea again.Collection: Freedom
I want to live like a man.Collection: Love
I'm reverent from a distance.Collection: Distance
It is upon each soul to recognize its limit.Collection: Soul
Each soul has its appointed doom. How is it you dare to raise a mortal boy so high - high enough to flout the gods? Bring godhead where a man may reach out and take it? growls Enlil, and lightning splits a clear blue sky.Collection: Love
Gather the shards of your courage. Patch together what resolve you can. We'll find this thing - and kill it.Collection: Loyalty
I can start the rain. Bring thunder. Bring lightning. Want to see?Collection: Rain
There is no mercy in trading life for life. And certainly no righteousness. Mercy, once given, cannot be taken back.Collection: Life
Every man's in his own hands, with a little help from his brothers.Collection: Loyalty
A wise one determines his own fate.Collection: Wise
Fury from the heavens; fury at the gods - inseparable.Collection: Commitment
I don't want to be any closer to the gods than death will bring me.Collection: Death
Niko knew death like a sister - she was his true partner in the phenomenal world.Collection: Death
For Tempus...was a dozen storm gods' avatar; no army he sanctified could know defeat; no war he fought could not be won. Combat was life to him; he fought like the gods themselves.Collection: War
I...keep trying to be perfect. For you. So you'll notice me.Collection: Dedication
Tempus would be protected, better shielded from whatever the Stepson thought threatening, if love could heal and save.Collection: Love
We know. We've seen it all before.Collection: Sexuality
This is as 'alone' as I'm likely to get with you - you're not half so fetching as your daughter.Collection: Daughter
Sometimes a man does what he'd most like to avoid.Collection: Sleep
Honorable battle sustains a Sacred Band.Collection: Commitment
Don't forget, Riddler, how I love thee. Or all we shared together. Or that this sea and all other seas can lead you back to me.Collection: Love
What is needed is never to be had without price.Collection: Commitment
Bandara was not an easy place to return to: it could hide from the common worlds whose periphery it inhabited. But Bandara never had, in all its years, completely disappeared.Collection: Years
When the balance is restored, people get hurt.Collection: Hurt
Men are fools who forget what really matters while time goes by.Collection: Love
It's all right. Things as they once were will never be again, but it's all right.Collection: Love
You're not one to take lightly, to love of for an evening and leave of a dawn.Collection: Love
Reasons never matter, once Death comes cold and bold and takes the living by the hand. You count up your dead, every one.Collection: Grief
Die never for a god, Nikodemos who should know better - not your soldiers' god, nor any other.Collection: Commitment
Something awful is always going to happen, Arton. It's Sanctuary. You're a Stepson. Awful is a big part of your job.Collection: Jobs
"Mercy is not in favor in my heavens today," says Vashanka, unforgiving and combative, folding vast arms and spearing Harmony with lightning that crackles from his gaze.Collection: War