Oathbound Quotes

Do you know the kind of things that live up there?...things without names 'cause no one who's seen 'em has lived long enough to give them any name besides 'AAAARG!

Human beings deny other human beings’ humanity and call that power.

And if I want to burn it all to the ground?” His answer is a quick grin against my lips. “My blade is yours.

Cowardice and bigotry don’t have to have faces. Their actions speak loudly enough.

But here we stand and here we are. A king, a knight...and a prince." "What...shall...we...do?

I don't know how well I can fight, or run, or judge, but when the blade comes, I swear on whatever they want me to swear on, I'll stop it, with my body if nothing else.

I could lose my entire soul…and still never forget you.

I knew you could grieve dead people,” I whisper “Guess I didn’t realize you could grieve living people too.

I will build you into a girl whom no one can destroy. You won’t need a weapon. You’ll become one.

Kissing you is like touching the sky, like touching the horizon. God, Bree, it’ s even like touching the—” “The fall,” I whisper. “Not just standing at the edge, but going over. All of it.

Sometimes you need another voice to press itself into you and remind you that you ’re right to say the scary thing, even if that scary thing is absolutely true.

Greedy men collect what they cannot understand, and weak men destroy what they cannot control.

God does not ask that you never fail—He asks only that you persevere.

You aren’t a failure!” I say. He smiles, harsh and slow. “And how would you know that, gorgeous girl? How could you ever understand what failure looks like? What it means to fall?

Some oaths, Briana,” Erebus murmurs, “we make to ourselves. And to no one else.

Only a king may teach a king.

You crave her, which means you cannot be the one to heal her.

no one dead or alive can control Briana Matthews.

These flowers take faith, Bree. Even when we can't see their progres, even when we forget they're growing, they bloom. And they are worth the wait.

Guilt and shame won’t help me here. They arrest motion, and now is the time to act.

But someone once told me that while we know ourselves best, we don’t always know what we ’re capable of doing or becoming.

You’re Bree Matthews, baby. You can do anything.

I want you whole.” His next kiss is a promise that leaves me trembling. “I want you entire.

Because,” I murmur, “once you lose everyone…fear loses its advantage.

Even when you choose yourself, you turn hope into something tangible for the rest of us. Even when you choose not to fight, you turn the tide. If you ask me, that right there is the soul of a king.

The women around me are all in the business of throwing themselves at the wall, again and again, until it breaks—or molds itself in their images. It’s a type of impatient living that I’ve never dared try.

I don’t need to do anything!” he snarls, stepping forward. “I only need her.

The Legendborn cycle saves human lives while destroying them in the same breath.

Six months ago, my mother was still alive and I didn’t know what death looked like. Now I know what it sounds like.

Not all of us are Bree Matthews.

The ones we love don’t think in those terms. They give us grace when we fall.…” “So that we can rise

She's suffered so much, but she has always had people with her. She had us. Now she's alone.

Hey,” he interrupts, tapping my knee. “Not everyone needs to be Bree. Half the time, I’m not even sure Bree needs to be Bree.” He shakes his head. “This ain’t a Bree Matthews–ass mission. You can’t go in and blow the place up, then apologize later.

She would never truly be her own woman if she allowed fear and old memories to dictate where she would or would not go.

And the nightmare-monster of her childhood revealed itself to be a thing of old clothes stuffed with straw.

Kethry had once described summoning as being “like balancing on a rooftree while screaming an epic poem in a foreign language at the top of your lungs.

You had to fail, Bree. You had to fall.” “Why?” I exclaim. “Because you had to rise.

Briana!” Zoe again. “Girl, you’re truly god-awful at hiding! May as well be sending up fireworks! Fourth of July–ass...

And while I have lost my faith in the world…I never lose faith in her.

He's a Kingsmage… and you’re his king.

Maybe you're right, Briana Matthews, and I am not a problem to be fixed." His eyes flare, red flame leaking from their corners. "But perhaps I should become one.

How can you miss something that feels like it was never really there?

This is a bad idea,” Valec says, shaking his head and cutting the engine. But leggo.

Briana Matthews cannot be the only voice that speaks against you.” Nick’s face turns derisive. A bright fury, rising beneath his skin. “Not when she bears our burdens for us and goes so unprotected. Not when you erase her humanity to guard your own power and protect your own whiteness.

The only thing set in stone are dumb quotes and names of dead people. Everything else is subject to change.

And I will never let Arthur Pendragon keep us from who we are together.

A demonic great Gatsby

Because the girl I know would be fighting like hell to undo what someone else did to her aganist her consent

I just got you back.…” He presses a kiss to my temple. “I could say the same.

If Nicholas Davis had touched you, he would not have let you go.” Erebus’s lips purse. “He will be a nuisance enough as it is.

Every display of power is necessary

I’m drowning in you, Bree. I shouldn’t want to. I should it. But I can't.

So you’re not that good at pretending, after all.” He flashes a quiet grin. "Not when I'm with you.

I cannot truthfully say it is good to see you. I could lie, if you prefer?” His eyes brighten, almost hopeful. “Or you could lie? It would be like old times.

My point is that you mock the very values that keep you relevant—and you should hold your tongue in gratitude.

He didn’t break me. I broke the earth.

Even when you choose yourself, you turn hope into something tangible for the rest of us.

A man who is both will attempt to recreate that which is beyond his comprehension, obliterating the original in the process.

My lungs might be crushed from the weight of his rib cage, but I find that I don’t care. Who needs air, anyway?

Be the answer, be the plan.

Bree is a child,” I insist. “She wasn’t raised for this war.” “No. She wasn’t,” he says, eyes turned inward and savoring. “But you truly haven ’t lived until you’ve seen her fight it.

I just told you that my father is not only evil but one of the world’ s most ancient evils, in service to the being that devoured part of your soul, and all you’ve got is ‘wow’?” He shakes his head. “This generation is doomed, I swear.

At least fifty people were taken down to the Trinity River bottoms in Dallas for whippings and acid brandings. Should they call the police, they would be reporting something already known and even encouraged within the blue wall, for a majority of Dallas officers were now oath-bound members of the hooded order. Proof of Malcolm X’s later observation that the Klan had ‘changed its bedsheets for a policeman’s uniform

And in Magic, belief is the most important component

Three things trust and cherish well— The horse on which you ride, The beast that guards and watches And your sister at your side!

Kissing you feels like a reminder that…” “That you’re still alive.

Three months ago, I saw a demon at a quarry when I wasn’t supposed to… and everything has been breathless and relentless from that second onward.

A knowing type of exposure that feels like falling, falling.

Twins,

Just because I can read the ingredients on a box of cake mix doesn’t mean I can tell ya how to bake the thing.

Legends are born from a kernel of truth, but myths create meaning because people treat them like truth.

We’re…we’re you and me, like you said.” He presses me to his chest, squeezing me tight. “Not for this.

Your hair is too long." Nick fires back, "No time to get it cut." "The stubble?" Sel asks. "Really?

I’m no expert, but I think the only way to live with grief is to seek its antidote.

You didn’t forget me.

She tastes like heat and danger and honey and”—Sel shudders— “power. Addictive, even without her root.

I… tried to save the world

But just because someone’s not fully with us doesn’t mean they’re gone.

Well, the thing about making people like us stronger is that, given enough freedom, we'll find a way to use that strenth against the very assholes who wish to control it.

Loving folks is a practice

Sometimes you need another voice to press itself into you and remind you that you’re right to say the scary thing, even if that scary thing is absolutely true.

If you set your bait strategically and be patient, the mice will come to you from beneath the floorboards and behind the walls, even if it means they are crawling to their own destruction.

I have learned that you are nothing without your desires. Any power you have is driven not by what is right, or what is fair, or what your neighbor wishes, but what you want. What your will and intention make manifest.

My daddy would be rollin’ in his grave if he knew where we was headed right now. ” Aunt Lu scowls at V alec from the back seat of his expensive SUV . “Wudn’t he cremated?” I ask, barely holding back a smile. “Hush, Mariah,

I want what every demon wants, Briana.” When he reaches for my hair, pausing to give me enough time to pull away, I don’t move. He tugs on one of my black-brown curls, drawing it down only to release it and watch the recoil. “Chaos.

The Mysteries at Aegina were popular and continued to be sought out by citizens during the late Roman Era. In one example, Paulina, the wife of Praetextatus, wrote of her husband after his death that he was a pious initiate who internalised that which he found at the sacred rites, who learned many things and adored the Divine. Paulina’s husband had introduced her to ‘all the mysteries’ and in doing so ‘exempted her from death’s destiny’. Named specifically are the Mysteries of Eleusis, Kybele, Mithras and that of Hekate at Aegina, where Paulina was a Hierophant. “… her husband taught to her, the servant of Hecate, her “triple secrets” – whatever these secrets were, the Mysteries provided less “extraordinary experience” than soteriological hope and theological and philosophical knowledge.”[176] It is possible to assume that the beliefs and customs at Aegina had something in common with those at other temples associated with the annual Mysteries said to be established by Orpheus, like those of Eleusis. The Mysteries of Aegina were renowned, as this early Christian writer indicates, and it is possible to conclude that they had an element of oathbound secrecy as we know so little about them today. “For the mysteries of Mithras do not appear to be more famous among the Greeks than those of Eleusis, or than those in Aegina, where individuals are initiated in the rites of Hecate.”[177]

For each demand made in a bargain, the opposing party has the right to make a demand in return. As a broker of repute, Valechaz regulates such bargains to ensure that every demand has been addressed and accepted, thus allowing the bargainers to close on equal footing.

Even when you choose yourself, you turn hope into something tangible for the rest of us. Even when you choose not to fight, you turn the tide. If you ask me, that right there is the soul of a king." "Soul of a leader," my father adds. "A hero," says Nick, eyes fond. "An icon!" Zoe shouts grinning.

I write you in your fifteenth year. I am writing you because this was the year you saw Eric Garner choked to death for selling cigarettes; because you know now that Renisha McBride was shot for seeking help, that John Crawford was shot down for browsing in a department store. And you have seen men in uniform drive by and murder Tamir Rice, a twelve-year-old child whom they were oath-bound to protect. And you have seen men in the same uniforms pummel Marlene Pinnock, someone’s grandmother, on the side of a road. And you know now, if you did not before, that the police departments of your country have been endowed with the authority to destroy your body. It does not matter if the destruction is the result of an unfortunate overreaction. It does not matter if it originates in a misunderstanding. It does not matter if the destruction springs from a foolish policy. Sell cigarettes without the proper authority and your body can be destroyed. Turn into a dark stairwell and your body can be destroyed. The destroyers will rarely be held accountable. Mostly they will receive pensions. And destruction is merely the superlative form of a dominion whose prerogatives include friskings, detainings, beatings, and humiliations. All of this is common to black people. And all of this is old for black people. No one is held responsible.

Our safety lies in repentance. Our strength comes of obedience to the commandments of God. My beloved brethren and sisters, I accept this opportunity in humility. I pray that I may be guided by the Spirit of the Lord in that which I say. I have just been handed a note that says that a U.S. missile attack is under way. I need not remind you that we live in perilous times. I desire to speak concerning these times and our circumstances as members of this Church. You are acutely aware of the events of September 11, less than a month ago. Out of that vicious and ugly attack we are plunged into a state of war. It is the first war of the 21st century. The last century has been described as the most war-torn in human history. Now we are off on another dangerous undertaking, the unfolding of which and the end thereof we do not know. For the first time since we became a nation, the United States has been seriously attacked on its mainland soil. But this was not an attack on the United States alone. It was an attack on men and nations of goodwill everywhere. It was well planned, boldly executed, and the results were disastrous. It is estimated that more than 5,000 innocent people died. Among these were many from other nations. It was cruel and cunning, an act of consummate evil. Recently, in company with a few national religious leaders, I was invited to the White House to meet with the president. In talking to us he was frank and straightforward. That same evening he spoke to the Congress and the nation in unmistakable language concerning the resolve of America and its friends to hunt down the terrorists who were responsible for the planning of this terrible thing and any who harbored such. Now we are at war. Great forces have been mobilized and will continue to be. Political alliances are being forged. We do not know how long this conflict will last. We do not know what it will cost in lives and treasure. We do not know the manner in which it will be carried out. It could impact the work of the Church in various ways. Our national economy has been made to suffer. It was already in trouble, and this has compounded the problem. Many are losing their employment. Among our own people, this could affect welfare needs and also the tithing of the Church. It could affect our missionary program. We are now a global organization. We have members in more than 150 nations. Administering this vast worldwide program could conceivably become more difficult. Those of us who are American citizens stand solidly with the president of our nation. The terrible forces of evil must be confronted and held accountable for their actions. This is not a matter of Christian against Muslim. I am pleased that food is being dropped to the hungry people of a targeted nation. We value our Muslim neighbors across the world and hope that those who live by the tenets of their faith will not suffer. I ask particularly that our own people do not become a party in any way to the persecution of the innocent. Rather, let us be friendly and helpful, protective and supportive. It is the terrorist organizations that must be ferreted out and brought down. We of this Church know something of such groups. The Book of Mormon speaks of the Gadianton robbers, a vicious, oath-bound, and secret organization bent on evil and destruction. In their day they did all in their power, by whatever means available, to bring down the Church, to woo the people with sophistry, and to take control of the society. We see the same thing in the present situation.

You are not the only female hire-swords I have dealt with,” he replied. “Many of my trade allies have them as personal retainers. It has often seemed to me that many of those I met have had to be twice as skilled as their male counterparts to receive half the credit.

I write you in your fifteenth year. I am writing you because this was the year you saw Eric Garner choked to death for selling cigarettes; because you know now that Renisha McBride was shot for seeking help, that John Crawford was shot down for browsing in a department store. And you have seen men in uniform drive by and murder Tamir Rice, a twelve-year-old child whom they were oath-bound to protect. And you have seen men in the same uniforms pummel Marlene Pinnock, someone’s grandmother, on the side of a road. And you know now, if you did not before, that the police departments of your country have been endowed with the authority to destroy your body. It does not matter if the destruction is the result of an unfortunate overreaction. It does not matter if it originates in a misunderstanding. It does not matter if the destruction springs from a foolish policy. Sell cigarettes without the proper authority and your body can be destroyed. Resent the people trying to entrap your body and it can be destroyed. Turn into a dark stairwell and your body can be destroyed. The destroyers will rarely be held accountable. Mostly they will receive pensions. And destruction is merely the superlative form of a dominion whose prerogatives include friskings, detainings, beatings, and humiliations. All of this is common to black people. And all of this is old for black people. No one is held responsible.

[World Traveler - Spatial]. Requirements: Visited at least 3 worlds. Spoken to the inhabitants. Speak multiple languages. You’ve somehow ripped apart the void between worlds, traveling and visiting. This class will help you do it again. + 6 Free Stats, + 2 Strength, +3 Dexterity, +7 Vitality, +4 Speed, +10 Mana, +14 Mana Regeneration, + 9 Magic Control, +20 Magic Power per level.

[Prophet of Papilion - Mist]. Requirements: You have directly spoken with the major god Papilion, God of Change, and have somehow survived sane. This class will help open a link to him, where you can bring his word and change to the world – and yourself. +50 Free Stats per level.

[Constellation of the Healer – Celestial] Requirements: Light-aligned and Dark-aligned healing class. 150+ in each magic stat. Affinity for the stars and sky. You have walked beneath the Dragoneye Moons, healing all they can see – and more. +10 Free Stats, +15 Mana, +15 Mana Regen, +15 Magic Control, +15 Magic Power, per level

In all of this, I can at least find some solace in knowing that Bree Matthews will be free to live her life without the chaos we call the Order.

If something goes wrong,” Valec says, “your aunts are gonna kill me.” “Yeah, they will.” “You’re heartless. Please don’t die, is what I’m trying to say.

Because,” I murmur, “once you lose everyone… fear loses its advantage.

I am here because I believe in Nick. I won’t make the same mistake twice.

Your quest—” “Is what I make it.