Light Bringer Quotes
52"The anger that once made planets tremble is now toothless. Shorn of my myth by my failure, shorn of my army by my mistakes, shorn of my friends and family by the demands I made on them, I know hate will not return what I have lost or repair what I have broken. The sun has raged for 4.6 billion years. I have raged for sixteen. No surprise, the sun has more fuel to spare."
- Darrow O'Lykos
ch. 1: Darrow: Castaway, p. 4
"Not for the first time, I try to seek refuge in anger. I want a fight. I need a fight. It’s how I’m made—to struggle in eternal vain."
- Darrow O'Lykos
ch. 1: Darrow: Castaway, p. 4
"I’ve always felt Pinks to be the most oppressed of the Colors, their plight imbuing some of them with preternatural internal strength."
- Darrow O'Lykos
ch. 1: Darrow: Castaway, p. 5
"My heart is buried with my army in those sands. But my body trudges on, as it does, no matter the ruin it leaves in its wake."
- Darrow O'Lykos
ch. 1: Darrow: Castaway, p. 5
"The path is made of many stones that look all the same. When you trod upon evil, do not rest or look down because goodness is only a step away. The next may bring ruin, the next joy, but these stones are not your destination, they are but your journey to the path’s end."
- Darrow O'Lykos
ch. 1: Darrow: Castaway, p. 5
"If you don’t use a machine, it breaks down. Like the Sons of Ares when we phased them in to the Republic military, like this base. But if something is used too much, it breaks apart, like Orion on Mercury. Like Sevro after Venus. Leadership is a tightrope, especially when you’re losing."
- Darrow O'Lykos
ch. 2: Darrow: The Book, p. 9
"Inside me there is a coward who fears discomfort. That coward will offer solace in the form of excuses. But it is the coward who grooms a man for his defeats. The coward who makes him accept them because he is accustomed to finding a good reason to quit. The coward inside can only be killed one way."
- Darrow O'Lykos
ch. 2: Darrow: The Book, p. 14
"The first understanding: The path to the Vale is inscrutable, eternal, and perfect. It cannot be seen with the eyes, nor felt underfoot. It winds as it wills. It ends where it must. It climbs when it does. It falls when it should.” I flow into the autumn strikes, bending back and lashing forward in attack. “It stretches deep into the rocks we dig, and back into our hearts. It winds on before and after us, in all directions and none. Though we may walk it, we may never master it. Though we may see the path, we can never know the truth. The path to the Vale is inscrutable, eternal, and perfect. It must be followed at all cost.” Six more understandings follow the first as I pass through the seasons of the Willow Way to fluctuations in gravity. Over the course of the hour, the narration loops a dozen times, playing on when I lay heaving on my back. “The fourth understanding: The supreme good is the wind of the deepmines. It flows through rock, around people, and over all lands. The wind is oblivious to obstacles though they shape her path. When you smell rust on her breeze, or hear the echo of tools in the dark, smile and be glad. The path is upon you, and you are upon it. All you must do is walk."
- Darrow O'Lykos
ch. 2: Darrow: The Book, p. 15
"To those who wrote that we might read, to those who fell so we might walk, to those who came before so we might come after, gratitude."
- Darrow O'Lykos
ch. 2: Darrow: The Book, p. 15
"Has Mars fallen? Has Mars fallen?” He sneers. “Where is your faith, Martian? Mars stands. As will she always."
- Colloway xe Char
ch. 3: Darrow: Revenants, p. 19
"Aurae is a rare Pink. Not a cheap thrill with angel wings or horns or a silky tail waiting for a client in a Pearl club. Nor a Helen of Troy either—the type of flashing thoroughbred as might be seen on the arm of Atalantia or Apollonius. Aurae is a Raa hetaera. A beauty of shadow and dust with autumnal tragedy written in her features. Her face is long. Her skin is a shade darker than olive. Her thick hair is wavy and blue-black and never seems to be the same color or in the same braid twice. It is impossible to guess her age. Some have guessed forty, some thirty, some twenty. It’s her eyes that make that last one impossible. They are wide set, dark pink, and ancient."
- Darrow O'Lykos
ch. 3: Darrow: Revenants, p. 22
"After being cut to ribbons by Raa Dustwalkers, breaking my word to Diomedes au Raa, racing across half the system to plunge through the Ash Armada into a warzone to save Darrow, then back through the Ash Armada again—under the guns of the Annihilo, the Annihilo—I ally with the Minotaur, a grandiose ruffian overcompensating for his poor heritage whom I haven’t seen since he was quoting Milton high on lexamine and blowfish poison in a Martian brothel fourteen years ago?” He bats the air like a cat. “Please. If you’re desperate to insult me, at least do me the dignity of being lucid."
- Cassius au Bellona
ch. 4: Darrow: The Sordid Affair, p. 26
"Until then, my noble foe, per aspera ad astra."
- Apollonius au Valii-Rath
ch. 4: Darrow: The Sordid Affair, p. 26
"Arcos,” Colloway says coolly. It’s the first time since he arrived that I’ve seen him look at me with any degree of sympathy. “He was Darrow’s archLancer, Bellona. He was an arrogant shit, but the best soldier I’ve ever served with. Full stop. He offered Lysander blades. Lysander declined. Took his head off at range. His own cousin’s."
- Colloway xe Char
ch. 4: Darrow: The Sordid Affair, p. 27
"My gifts belong to the Republic."
- Colloway xe Char
ch. 4: Darrow: The Sordid Affair, p. 28
"I…don’t think you quite understand where Darrow is going, or how he goes places, or what he does when he gets there. I’ve been on the other side of the equation…how do I say it? It’s utter carnage.”"
- Cassius au Bellona
ch. 4: Darrow: The Sordid Affair, p. 31
"You know me. I never fight fair if I can help it."
- Darrow O'Lykos
ch. 4: Darrow: The Sordid Affair, p. 33
"You’re a fool.” She draws her razor and surprises me by pushing it into my hands. “Take Bad Lass. If you die, die with a blade in your hands."
- Thraxa au Telemanus
ch. 4: Darrow: The Sordid Affair, p. 35
"Better to be impoverished and strong than impoverished and popular"
- Rhone ti Flavinius
ch. 5: Lysander: Games, p. 37
"Rhone is no parade soldier. A veteran’s veteran, he’s fought on thirteen spheres and wears the evidence in the phalera on his chest and the scars on his face. He is no blunt object. A violent intellectual, he was Aja’s favorite Gray, and he is now the clever engine of my growing military machine."
- Lysander au Lune
ch. 5: Lysander: Games, p. 37
"Mobs may seem strong as the sea, but give me a starShell, and a Moses I will be."
- Rhone ti Flavinius
ch. 5: Lysander: Games, p. 37
"without power, everything else is just good intentions."