Anders Erickson Quotes

But people like money. And booze. And they really like breaking the rules.

Their fathers died to protect richer men’s right to own darker men. They called that “glorious.” They didn’t need a good cause. Fighting was in their blood.

How poor were they? So poor that he never shared a single charming, down-home story about growing up poor. The kind where you spend your whole life being so ashamed of it that you grab any opportunity for a better life. That kind of poor.

Some descendants of pirates like to call them “privateers.” My Great Great Granddad was a pirate.

They did not share a language, but an understanding that loneliness was as damaging as hunger, pain, or fear.

She surfaced, listening for the familiar cadence of his call. Stjerne. Her name, he called it, as if she had need for such a thing. She had a face. She had a scent. Further classification was unnecessary

The vastness of her home waters hid whales, mountains, possibly gods.

The Other called her beautiful, a word without meaning. Strong, she understood. Fast. Deadly. Sated. She knew their opposites, too, but not lately.