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52 Golden Son | Book Quotes (part 2)

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52 Golden Son | Book Quotes (part 2)

WARNING! SPOILERS IN SOME PARTS!


"You care and then you don’t. Maybe that’s why he likes you so much.” “He?” “My father.” “He doesn’t like me.” “How could he not? You are him.”
Friendships take minutes to make, moments to break, years to repair,
“It’s a shame you already settled down.” Nodding to a group of young Peerless from the Gas Giants, she leans close. “But does it mean you can’t play?” “Do you just enjoy trying to make me blush?"
Wise men read books about history, Pliny. Strong men write them.
These are the consequences of my actions, and I feel so alone.
It would not be fair. I’ve fallen in love with her, but she’s fallen for a lie.
In this one, my words, like my hands, are clumsy. All they can do is cut. All they can do is break.
My heart does not make my brain a fool.
"Contrary to popular rumor, I don’t eat glass. I love music, dancing and I’m very fond of fresh fruit, particularly strawberries.” She snorts a laugh. “So stupid. We’re reintroducing ourselves?” “No armor. Just two people. I’m waiting,” I say playfully.
History is written by the victors.
“He is our enemy,” she says flatly. “His welfare isn’t my concern.” She examines my eyes closely. “Are you worried?” “I don’t know.” I consider. “Goryhell. You’re so tender sometimes. Do you regret cutting off his arm, too?”
"There’s much to enjoy. Do you even know how soft my skin is?"
This girl. Would that I could introduce her to Mother, to Kieran and Leanna. They’d like her fire. My throat tightens slowly. Eo would like her too.
A moment with a woman I want and love. And what is the bloody---- point of surviving in this cold world if I run from the only warmth it has to offer?
Eyes burning out of it, yet they are vulnerable, gentle as they search mine for a reflection of what she feels.
“Most call me Bronzie. Students call me Proctor. Some call me Rage Knight. The Sovereign calls me traitor. My son calls me ----head …” “You’re a ----thead,” Sevro chimes in. “… My wife called me Fitchner. But the Golds made me Ares.”
"But of course you knew all that.” “I did.” She smiles. “But sometimes it’s nice to remember all that’s going on inside you.”
“This is everything,” I say. “She loves me. I won’t use her anymore. I won’t leverage her. If I can’t trust her, Gold can’t change, and Titus and Harmony were right. Hell, the Society is right. You and I know that it’s not about our Color; it’s about our hearts. Now let’s put that to the test.” “And if you’re wrong? If she rejects you for them?” I don’t have an answer. Sevro hops down from his perch. “Then I put a bullet in her head.”
Just like I want to be a man Eo and Mustang would respect.
It’s all games. Except this time we’re helping you cheat.
All the love I’ve earned and lost and still wish to live for, I let burn in me
“I did, but …” “How far do you want to go?” I know she feels what’s coming. I wonder how long she’s felt it. The strangeness of me. The odd mannerisms. The distant soul. She looks at her hands, stained red from the dust of the stone stairs. “All the way.”
pulling her body onto mine, shadowing the length of her legs to the swell of her waist. Long-suppressed hunger wakes in me. Filling me with heat, aching for her. All of her. Forget my restraint. Forget my sadness. This is all I need. I won’t run. Not this time.
“Aja and a Bellona fleet waited for us, like we thought they would.” I grin sideways at her, then pull up my datapad. “Orion, take command of the fleet. I want us far from this sector before we have more company. Sevro, summon the Telemanuses. I want them in the … Sevro?” I look around for him. He’s loitering around Pliny’s eyeball some twenty meters back. We turn to look at him and he shuffles his feet awkwardly. “Can I …” He gestures to it. “What?” Mustang asks. “Can I have it?” Mustang squints at him. “Oh! Uh. All yours.” He scoops it up and jams it in his pocket, grinning merrily. He runs to catch up. “Collecting the set, hopefully.”
You meet a man, you know him. You meet a woman, she knows you.”
“What’s wrong with Victra?” “Aside from the fact that she flirts with everything that moves? Nothing.”

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