76 Quotes by Brom

But he was sick of this charade. Sick of watching people lose a little more of their humanity each day, and sick to death of seeing people tortured in the name of God. What had happened to these people?

She laughed and said not to confuse pride with nobleness.

Don't let them win. Don't let them beat you. Don't let them steal your magic.

Peter stood, cleared his throat, and began to hum softly, then sing, slowly building up the song as his voice cleared. He found the old tune, the song of the Sunbird. And as he sung, as his rich voice echoed off the tall cliffs, the birds and the faeries lent him their voice and soon the tune drifted throughtout the garden.

Peter," she whispered and reached out, touching his cheek. "My little Peterbird? You flew back to me.

When Peter sets his mind to a thing," Tanngnost thought, "far be it from reason to stop him.

Peter kept walking.

Steady," Peter said, not losing a step. "Have to keep steady or all is lost.

Demon or not, it didn't matter, suffering was everywhere he looked.