Nyxia Unleashed Quotes

Pops has always told me ignorance is the most dangerous thing in the world. Fools, he used to say, will ignore whispers until they become shouts. And by the time a whisper is a shout, it's usually too late to make a difference.

Whenever I messed up - and man, I messed up all the time - he wouldn't even talk about the bad thing. He'd just tell me to be good. Like, hey, next time, be good.

I'm used to a world that sells me a lie and pretends it's the truth.

I am more than what you will make of me.

Food can give a man back his dignity. So can treating him with honor and respect. In the days to come, this will be our measure. Do we treat others with the dignity they deserve, regardless of where they come from?

They’ll regret how sharp we are now that we’re aimed at them.

You're my queen down here," she admits. "But sleep is still my god.

Mi abuelita always says you get one of two worlds. You either get the world you hope for or the world you fear.

She's beautiful the way a mountain is tall. I almost tell her before stopping. You don't need to tell a mountain it's tall. It already knows that.

Come rain or fire, come plague or famine - we survive.

Fools, he used to say, will ignore whispers until they become shouts. And by the time a whisper is a shout, it’s usually too late to make a difference.

A stranger in a strange land

I watch him die and remind myself that kings aren't innocent in war. When you put on the crown and order troops to kill, you invite the judgement of an enemy's sword.

You know, I was thinking, they mentioned the pods have room for two.” I throw her a playacted look of nervousness, biting my fingernails with exaggeration. “I was—I mean, if you’re not busy or whatever—I was wondering if maybe you’d launch into space with me.

I have not prayed for him up here in space, but I have threatened whichever gods are listening. Keep him safe, or I will come for you too.

Going on a Bear Hunt,” Morning answers. “You never read that book?” Anton shakes his head. “We had more knives than books.” Morning rolls her eyes. “Great. We’ll let the one with the knives go first.

A sharp knife is a boy’s best friend.

Be safe. Do not die. I love you.

It’s not worth losing my cookies to act tough.

Wait,” I say. “We can’t just go storming over to the station. There are alarms, breach points, access codes. We have to have a plan.” Erone turns that twisted smile back to me. “Plan?” he asks. “My plan is simple. I will kill every single one of them.

A certain hatred snaps to life at the sight of David Requin on the screen. He smiles like he didn’t try to make us murderers.

And when we show up and tell Babel, ‘Oh by the way, the entire planet’s about to explode,’ don’t you think they’ll accept us back into their good graces?

Part III

The final attempt to escape accelerates the heart rate. When the slight is properly skewered, its heart bursts. The energy explodes into the bird and you’re left with roasted perfection.